In a world where shadows dance,
I can feel the heartbeat, take a chance.
Caught beneath the silver moon,
Whispers of a sweet, smooth tune.
In this soft and smoky glow,
Every sigh begins to flow,
Let our souls entwine and drift,
In the pulse of love’s sweet gift.
With each breath, the night expands,
Caught together, hand in hand.
Let the rhythm guide our way,
As we drift into the day.
The echo of your laughter sings,
Like a feather on the breeze, it brings
A feeling deep that won't let go,
Lost within this gentle glow.
As the stars begin to fade,
Promises of love we've made.
In the quiet, hearts unite,
Murmurs fading into light.
So hold on close, don’t let it slip,
In the murmur, we will sip
The nectar of this endless night,
Let our dreams take graceful flight.
When the dawn breaks with a sigh,
And the evening bids goodbye,
We'll cherish every pulse and drift,
In the haze of love’s sweet gift.
In the end, we'll softly breathe,
In the glow of what we believe.
Wrapped in warmth, we'll find our home,
A love that leads us, never alone.
Soul
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