In the silence, a golden whisper calls,
Beneath the stars where the soft night falls,
A ripple of dreams dances through the air,
Yearning for love, the warmth we used to share.
Underneath the moon, shadows play on the ground,
Each moment we had, like a sweet, haunting sound,
In the echoes of laughter, in the stories untold,
I find solace in memories, precious as gold.
Time drifts like smoke, but my heart holds steady,
With every heartbeat, I know I'm not ready,
To let go of the hope that still lingers on,
In the twilight glow, where our spirits are drawn.
Golden whispers travel on the breeze,
Carrying secrets that bring me to my knees,
The yearning in my soul, it aches like a song,
In the cradle of love, where we both belong.
So I'll keep reaching out, through the shadows and light,
Warming my heart with the dreams in the night,
For though you're not here, I still feel your grace,
In the warmth of the memories, I can still find my place.
As the night softly fades, and dawn breaks anew,
I'll cherish the whispers that spoke just to you,
For in every ripple, there's a promise that's true,
The golden love we had will always shine through.
Soul
Golden, Whisper, Ripple, Yearning, Solace, Warmth