In the gentle hush of the evening’s glow,
Where shadows dance with the flickering light,
Words weave tales of dreams untold,
Painting skies with stars in flight.
The night whispers secrets to the wandering breeze,
Each verse a melody, soft and sweet,
Echoes of love in the rustling leaves,
A symphony where heartbeats meet.
Beneath the moon’s silvery touch,
Poetic dreams begin to soar,
Capturing moments, fleeting yet lush,
In verses that time can’t ignore.
So let us wander through starlit skies,
In the realm where poetry calls,
Embracing the night with open eyes,
Until the dawn gently falls.