In the dusk of longing, shadows softly play,
Stillness wraps the world as daylight fades away.
A whisper in the silence, a heartbeat in the night,
Every pulse brings memories, like stars that drip with light.
Footsteps through the twilight, on cobblestones they roam,
Chasing fleeting echoes, this city feels like home.
With every breath I take, I feel the colors blend,
In the calm of evening, where thoughts begin to mend.
The twilight holds a secret, it dances on the breeze,
Each moment feels as heavy as the weight of all the trees.
Reaching for tomorrow, yet anchored to this place,
A longing for the future, reflected in your face.
The shadows weave a story, they twist and turn with grace,
Fleeting like the fireflies, they brighten up the space.
We find ourselves embracing the stillness of the glow,
In the tapestry of dusk, our hearts begin to grow.
With a pulse that echoes softly, we breathe in all the night,
The warmth of quiet laughter, the promise of the light.
As stars begin their dance, we let our worries fall,
In this moment of connection, we are free, we are all.
In the dusk of longing, our spirits intertwine,
Stepping through the silence, your heartbeat next to mine.
As shadows draw their curtains, and the day walks towards its end,
I’ll hold onto this stillness, my love, my heart, my friend.
Indie
stillness, pulse, dusk, longing, light