Silent Echoes

Beneath the stars, where the night breathes slow,

We speak without words, in the language we know.

Your hand in mine, like whispers of rain,

Soft but steady, easing the pain.

The moon leans close, her silver glow,

Tracing the paths where only we go.

Eyes meet, a quiet understanding shared,

In this fragile silence, nothing feels scared.

We are the stillness, the calm in the storm,

A place where love takes its quietest form.

No need for words, just heartbeats aligned,

In this tender quiet, we are perfectly timed.