In the whisper of the morning,
Where shadows hold their breath,
I chase the light of yesterday,
In the dance of life and depth.
With every heartbeat pulling,
Through the spaces yet unseen,
I find our truth in echoes,
A rhythm soft and keen.
Fragments drift like petals,
Across a sky painted wide,
In dreams that taste of freedom,
Where our restless spirits bide.
I see your smile in starlight,
A fleeting glimpse divine,
In the tapestry of moments,
Woven threads of time.
If the night should steal our secrets,
And the dawn breaks us apart,
I’ll hold onto your laughter,
It’s the song within my heart.
Through every change of season,
We’ll paint the world anew,
With colors of defiance,
And a rhythm made for two.
So let the winds be fickle,
Let the tides draw us away,
For every turn of fate,
Brings us closer to today.
In the silence of the twilight,
Where the dreams and shadows play,
We’ll find our way through darkness,
As the night turns into day.
Here under painted skies,
Let’s lose ourselves in flight,
In the fleeting moments captured,
Hold the glow of twilight’s light.
Though horizons stretch before us,
And the future feels unknown,
As long as we’re together,
We’ll make every space our own.
So let’s dance beneath the stars,
To the rhythm of our souls,
With freedom in our laughter,
We’ll be wild, we’ll be whole.
In this fleeting, vibrant journey,
As the colors start to blend,
Together we’ll find solace,
In the story without end.
Indie
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