Beneath the rustling leaves, where secrets softly sigh,
Hiding in the shadows, under the midnight sky,
A hollow tune is carried, on the breath of gentle night,
With every note a memory, wrapped in silver light.
The soft glow of the lantern, flickers with a dream,
Shadows dance together, like whispers in a stream,
I reach out with open arms, to the shadows in my mind,
Searching for a solace, that I can hardly find.
Lost in the velvet sound, of crickets and the breeze,
They play a silent prayer, through the swaying trees,
As the stars above are watching, and they seem so far away,
I gather all my hopes, in the twilight’s soft gray.
The echoes of the past, weave through my buried fears,
Every sigh a fleeting thought, every laugh a thousand tears,
Yet here in this moment, time flows like a river wide,
And I’m held in the embrace, of the night’s gentle tide.
So let the dawn come slowly, let the night softly fade,
For in the quiet whispers, our dreams are gently laid,
With a breath, I’ll carry on, as the world begins to turn,
In the glow of midnight memories, it’s your love that I yearn.
Beneath the rustling leaves, where our stories intertwine,
I’ll keep your light within me, a treasure that’s divine.
In every silent prayer I cast, in every whispered tone,
I’ll find you in the echoes, never truly alone.
Indie
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