In the twilight of grand majesty,
A gentle whisper drifts through the trees,
Where harmony dances on the breeze,
In the quietude, my heart is free.
As dusk descends with a velvet grace,
Soft shadows blend in a tender embrace,
The world draws close, as if to chase
The day’s bright laughter, now lost in space.
Stars awaken in delicate light,
Each one a story igniting the night,
In the hush of time, our dreams take flight,
With every heartbeat, the soul ignites.
Above us, constellations align,
Painting the heavens, divine design,
In every silence, your eyes, they shine,
With whispers of love, eternally fine.
The majesty of dusk wraps us near,
In its quietude, we shed our fear,
For in this moment, love’s voice is clear,
Guiding our souls, a melody dear.
As gentle echoes of twilight fade,
We promise to cherish the dreams we've made,
In harmony’s arms, we are not afraid,
For forever’s song shall never evade.
In the twilight of grand majesty,
We find our peace ‘neath the ancient trees,
And in this stillness, eternally,
Our hearts entwined, with love’s sweet decree.
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