In the late-night drift, where shadows weave,
With a broken radio playing songs that deceive,
The subtle echo of your laughter still lingers,
Caught in the breeze like the dance of our fingers.
Fading memories wrapped in a warm glow,
Breezy notes float softly, in twilight they flow,
Each moment a whisper, a soft serenade,
In the stillness sound, where our dreams never fade.
The street lamps flicker, a comforting sight,
Guiding me home through the hush of the night,
Every corner I turn, feels like a chance,
To capture what’s fleeting in this hurried romance.
The sigh of the wind carries stories untold,
Of laughter and longing, of love turned to gold,
As time slips away, and the world falls asleep,
I hold onto echoes, the promises we keep.
In this quiet retreat, silence speaks loud,
With shadows around me, I’m lost in the crowd,
Yet here in my heart, you’re forever engraved,
In whispers of moonlight, our essence is saved.
So I’ll drift through the night, with a smile and a prayer,
For the moments we cherished, for the times we shared,
Though the radio's broken, our song lingers on,
In the stillness we found, love's melody drawn.
With each fading note, let the night take its breath,
In the warmth of our memories, together in depth,
As the dawn breaks anew, with a soft golden hue,
In whispers of moonlight, my heart sings for you.
Lofi
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