In the whispering woods where the shadows play,
I wandered barefoot as the daylight fades,
With a heart like fire, and a soul unbent,
Chasing all the moments that the dusk had sent.
The riverbend calls with a gentle sigh,
With secrets hidden beneath the twilight sky,
Each step on the path feels like a dream,
In the amber light where the wildflowers gleam.
Oh, the ember glow of the fading sun,
Spins tales of a journey, of battles won.
Every dandelion drifting on the air,
Carries whispers of dreams we all must share.
Through the rustling leaves, I hear your name,
Echoing softly like an ancient flame.
In this forest of wonders, lost but free,
We write our stories under the old oak tree.
The stars start to twinkle, the night drawing near,
As we laugh with the shadows, no traces of fear.
With a blanket of stars wrapped around our souls,
We dance in the moonlight, as the riverrolls.
So let's gather the embers and make them ignite,
In this fleeting moment that feels so right.
With every dandelion, I’ll carry you home,
Through the forest's deep secrets, we'll never roam alone.
And when the dawn breaks with a brand new day,
We'll cherish the memories, come what may.
For in every soft breeze and in every flow,
We find our forever in the ember glow.
Folk
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Folk
Dandelion breeze, ember glow, forest whispers, barefoot journey, riverbend