In the hush of night, when the stars convene,
Echoes of the past weave a silken scene,
Wrapped in velvet shadows, where the deep heart sways,
A warmth like firelight, caught in soft ballet.
Whispers of reflection dance upon my skin,
Each note, a gentle touch, where the night begins,
Braided with memories, the laughter and the tears,
Every moment holds me closer, with the passing years.
Fingers tracing moonbeams, lost in tender trance,
In this limpid dreamscape, we sway and we prance,
Colors blend like stories, each hue a love unveiled,
In the quilt of longing, no passion ever failed.
With every note that rises, we’re painting in the dark,
Notes like rich espresso, igniting the spark,
Each chord a deep confession, a melody so sweet,
In this jazz-infused serenade, our hearts now skip a beat.
As the night whispers secrets, and the echo softly fades,
I find my way in shadows, where the velvet never jades,
Here in warmth's embrace, where love’s reflections gleam,
I’ll cherish every heartbeat, wrapped within this dream.
So let the music linger, let its sweet refrain unfold,
In the velvet of the night, our stories will be told,
Through the echoes of forever, in this timeless space we roam,
Together in the twilight, we will find our way back home.
Jazz
Velvet, Warmth, Echoes, Reflection, Deep