Your name drifts through the quiet air
like a lantern carried by a gentle hand
Even without touch your presence gathers
in the hollows of my longing nights
The distance hums with unfinished stories
and every breath carries a trace of you
Love moves between us like a soft tide
refusing to forget the shape of what once bloomed
The moon leans close above the rooftops
as though she recognizes our quiet ache
Her pale glow gathers the fragments of us
saving them from the rust of passing hours
Within the deep silence that folds the world
a truth rests deeper than sound:
hearts that once knew each other in light
cannot lose their way in the dark