In the hush of night, "Whispers of the Heart".

In the hush of night, 'neath the moon's soft gleam,

I hear the whispers of the heart, a tender stream,

A symphony of emotions, in shadows they reside,

In the depths of longing, where secrets confide.

These whispers, they echo, in the stillness of my soul,

A tapestry of feelings, making me feel whole,

They speak of love's yearning, of dreams and desire,

Of passions ablaze, like a blazing fire.

In the gentlest murmur, they convey my fears,

The scars of past sorrows, the unshed tears,

They narrate tales of joy, in words soft and sweet,

In the language of the heart, where emotions entreat.

Whispers of the heart, they're a precious art,

A canvas of emotions, where love's at the heart,

In their tender cadence, I find my sanctuary,

These whispered confessions, my emotional treasury.

So, I listen to the whispers, let them guide my way,

Through life's labyrinth, where emotions sway,

For in the whispers of the heart, I find my grace,

A sacred refuge, in their tender embrace.