In twilight’s glow, a velvet aria sings,
Whispers of dreams upon soft, silken wings.
Each note a feather, a dance on the breeze,
Weaving through shadows like tales from the trees.
The frost on the window, a frosted rondo,
A tapestry spun, where memories flow.
In silence, it shimmers, like stars in the night,
Eluding the day, drawing dark into light.
Celestial prelude, the heavens align,
Every heartbeat a rhythm, eternally divine.
Carried on starlight, our spirits entwine,
Merging in echoes, your heart now is mine.
Moonlit fugue whispers through the cool air,
A promise of longing, our souls laid bare.
With every crescendo, the world fades away,
Lost in the magic of night’s sweet ballet.
In the hollow waltz of the waning moon’s glow,
We’re tracing the steps that the ancients would know.
With laughter and sighs, time runs like a stream,
Uniting the night with a pulse of a dream.
As dawn casts its fingers, we dance in the haze,
Forever entwined in a timeless embrace.
With the closing refrain, let the silence be known,
In the heart’s deepest chambers, we're never alone.
Classical
Velvet Aria, Frosted Rondo, Celestial Prelude, Moonlit Fugue, Hollow Waltz