Whispers in the twilight, shadows softly glide,
Each breath a gentle promise, where our dreams reside.
Underneath the starlight, where the secrets weave,
With tender vocals rising, in a night we won't leave.
The songs of quiet spirits, dance through the air,
Reflective chords are echoing, feelings laid bare.
In the warmth of your presence, time begins to bend,
Wrapped in this mellow energy, I hope it never ends.
Drifting through the ages, on these dreamy layers,
Your laughter is a melody, it lingers and repairs.
We wander through the memories, painted oh so bright,
Every laugh and every tear, a story takes flight.
Soft textures around us, enveloping our souls,
The world fades into silence, as your heart unfolds.
In the heartbeat of the night, where the shadows sway,
We find solace in the whispers, letting go of the day.
So let’s weave our own tapestry, with colors made of time,
In this space where dreams converge, every note will rhyme.
With every note and heartbeat, we’ll forge our own way,
Forever in the aftermath of a love that hopes to stay.
Here beneath the moonlight, in this gentle trance,
We hold onto the magic, we’ll give our hearts a chance.
And as the dawn will break, in the softest glow,
We’ll carry on the echoes, let the memories flow.
In the stillness of the morning, let our quiet spirits soar,
For in these soft textures, we discover who we are.
Indie
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