In shadows cast by golden gleams,
A minuet of time unfolds,
Where every note in soft adagio,
Weaves stories yet untold.
In colors brushed across a canvas,
The motions of our hearts align,
As strings caress the air with whispers,
In harmony, our fates entwine.
A fugue of moments, fleeting,
Resonates through ages past,
Each echo holds a pulse, repeating,
Eternity is boundless, vast.
The dance of life in measured steps,
Drawn forth by fate's unyielding hand,
In silent dreams where love accepts,
A symphony we’ve both planned.
With every rise, with every fall,
Our voices blend, a timeless song,
In this embrace, we stand so tall,
In this embrace, we both belong.
So let the strings forever play,
A sonnet draped in twilight's hue,
In wistful sighs, come what may,
I’ll find eternity in you.
Classical
Minuet, Adagio, Canvas, Motion, Strings, Fugue, Eternity