A whisper dances upon the dusk
Silhouettes cast by invisible light
Your voice, a symphonic murmur in the void
Seeking not the dawn, but the twilight’s embrace.
Through the echoing corridors of night
We trace our fingers along the threads of history
Where every sigh is a promise kept
Beneath the ancient arches of now forgotten dreams.
Find solace in your solitude, dear heart
For the world spins not on fate, but passion
An unending waltz between light and shadow
Until we are but whispers among the stars.