The moon hums low
A silver thread
Weaving tales we’ve left unsaid
The night is soft
It pulls
It bends
Time’s a circle
Not an end
Fingers trace the edge of dawn
Shadows stretch but don’t belong
Two hearts stitched across the years
Not bound by days or fleeting fears
When love runs deep
It doesn’t fade
Forever lives where we have stayed
The wind it speaks in broken lines
Through hollow streets and neon signs
A fleeting kiss
A stolen glance
Lost in the hum of circumstance
Echoes linger
Soft and thin
Moments whisper
Let me in
Two hearts stitched across the years
Not bound by days or fleeting fears
When love runs deep
It doesn’t fade
Forever lives where we have stayed