In the fading light of twilight’s grace,
Memories linger in this quiet space,
A gentle breeze carries tales untold,
Through the leaves where shadows unfold.
We wandered here when the world felt right,
Chasing echoes 'neath the stars’ first light,
Every laugh a promise set to roam,
In the dusk, we found our way back home.
Fingers intertwined, we danced on the grass,
Lost in the moment, wishing it would last,
The twilight painted in hues of gold,
Warmth in the silence, as our secrets unfold.
But autumn whispers in every sigh,
Time like a river flows swift and dry,
Yet in this heart, a glow remains bright,
A flicker of warmth in the chill of night.
So here's to the shadows that weave through the trees,
To the stories hidden in the evening breeze,
With every glance, every breath that we take,
We hold onto shards of the dreams we make.
And as the stars fade in a soft embrace,
We’ll carry our memories, no need for a trace,
For with each sunset, a new dawn will climb,
In the dusk, we’re forever caught in time.
So let us linger where the light meets the dark,
With whispers of laughter that ignite a spark,
Though the night may deepen and the shadows may fall,
In this tapestry of love, we’ve woven it all.
Indie
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