In the hush of moonlight's grace,
Delicate whispers fill the space,
Echoes of dreams entwined in time,
A melody soft, a haunting rhyme.
Notes that dance on shadows' breath,
Each chord a promise, life from death,
Like silver beams on a tranquil sea,
This eternal sonata flows tenderly.
With every touch, a heart takes flight,
In the silence, love ignites the night,
Oh, the world fades, yet we remain,
In our symphony, there is no pain.
The stars align, the night so grand,
Holding our secrets, hand in hand,
As twilight sighs, our spirits soar,
With every echo, we seek for more.
In this serenade, we find our way,
Through undying whispers, night and day,
The essence of life in each gentle thread,
Together we weave what words cannot spread.
So linger in this moment dear,
Where time stands still, and hearts draw near,
A journey timeless, forever to share,
In the moonlight's glow, we find our prayer.
With the last note drifting away,
We embrace the dawn of a new day,
For in this sonata, love’s light will gleam,
An eternal echo—our timeless dream.
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