
In the dance of twilight’s soft farewell,
Where evening’s shadows gently dwell,
I find the echoes of our past,
A love once held, too sweet to last.
Our steps upon the dewy grass,
Under skies where moonbeams amass,
The stars, they twinkled with knowing light,
Revealing dreams in the quiet of night.
Beneath a canopy of ancient trees,
We carved our names in the gentle breeze,
Those whispers of time, forever held,
Within the stories the forest compelled.
Remember the laughter that filled the air,
Like the song of larks without a care?
In every sunset, a promise born,
A new beginning with each morn.
The sea’s soft murmur upon the shore,
A testament to the love we swore,
With each wave, a memory of you,
A constant, unending, like the ocean’s hue.
And as the seasons slowly turn,
Within my heart, the embers burn,
A fire of love, steadfast and bright,
Guiding me through the darkest night.
For even as time’s river flows,
And distance between us grows,
In every sunrise, in every sigh,
I feel your presence, always nigh.
So let the world around us change,
In our hearts, our love remains,
A beacon in the night so long,
An endless, beautifully haunting song.
Postscript:
This poem explores the surreal and transcendent nature of memories and love, reflecting how they shape our reality and continue to inspire us even when separated by time and distance.
About the Creator
Printique Studios
A poetic journey weaver, I craft verses that paint the canvas of life with hues of dreams and determination. Their words resonate with empowerment, encouraging others to forge their destinies and embrace gratitude.


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