In the twilight hour, when the world slows down,
A silhouette dances, where dreams can be found.
The smoky air curls with a soft, tender sigh,
And whispers of secrets float by like a sigh.
The cool breeze wraps 'round, painting shadows on walls,
Where laughter and longing entwine in the halls.
With each gentle note from the sax in the night,
We sway in the magic, hearts beating in flight.
Your eyes hold the stories of all that we've shared,
In this dimming light, I can tell that you cared.
The murmurs of twilight, they linger, they tease,
Like promises woven, they float on the breeze.
So let’s steal this moment, let the music embrace,
In the smoky embrace of this delicate space.
A whisper, a glance, as the night starts to fade,
We close our eyes slowly, our memories made.
When the stars fill the sky, and the night slips away,
We'll cherish this twilight, in dreams we will stay.
For in that sweet silence, where memories bloom,
We’ll dance through the shadows, in love, we find room.
And as the dawn rises, painting skies in gold,
We'll hold on to twilight, through stories retold.
So here in this moment, let's cast fears aside,
In the twilight shadows, forever we'll glide.
Jazz
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