Dreams of Twilight

In the quiet twilight of our shared dreams,

Where whispers of love like soft streams,

Did flow with a glow so tender and true,

I found myself lost, completely in you.

A dream, you were, in the still of the night,

A vision of beauty, my heart's sole delight.

I breathed for you, with each sigh and each plea,

Your essence, it seemed, became part of me.

But dreams, like the stars, can fade with the dawn, and love, like a shadow, can be withdrawn.

So, what to do when you choose to depart,

When the dream walks away, leaving a void in my heart?

I'll cherish the moments, the sweet reverie,

And hold to the warmth of what used to be.

For even as dreams may wither and die,

The love that once fueled them will never truly say goodbye.

It lives in the memories, the laughter, the tears, sustaining the soul through the passage of years.

So, I'll breathe for the dream, though you've walked away,

And in the hush of the night, for your return, I'll pray.