Whispers of Twilight

In twilight’s hush, the world holds its breath,

As shadows embrace the fading sun’s death.

The moon tiptoes forth, a silver sprite,

And stars ignite a celestial rite.

Leaves murmur secrets to the evening breeze,

Their veins etched with stories of ancient trees.

The river hums ballads of forgotten lore,

Echoes of love and loss along its shore.

Beneath the velvet sky, hearts intertwine,

Two souls dancing, their destinies align.

They trace constellations with fingertips light,

Lost in the poetry of a moon-kissed night.

And as darkness weaves its cosmic thread,

Dreams take flight on wings of stardust spread.

In this quiet symphony, where time suspends,

We find solace where beginnings and endings blend.