In the quiet corners of the universe, where the wails become echoes
and whispers turn to lingering presence, your name dances
upon my lips, a forbidden incantation.
Like shadows cast by the waning moon, my thoughts sketch
fleeting doodles of dreams upon the vast canvas of time.
The stars sigh with longing, bathing the abyss in
hues of azure desire; each twinkle a gentle reminder
of moments spent in the embrace of silence,
where every heartbeat is a poem unwritten,
a testament to the dances we never dared to begin.