Whispers of the Heart

In the quiet of the night, when the world is still,

Two hearts beat in unison, against their will.

Unspoken words linger in the air,

Love’s gentle whispers, tender and rare.

Beneath the moon’s soft, silver light,

Their souls entwine, taking flight.

Eyes meet with a knowing glance,

Lost in love’s eternal dance.

Every touch, a silent plea,

Every breath, a melody.

No need for words, no need for sound,

In each other’s arms, they are found.

Through the seasons, through the years,

Love conquers all, erasing fears.

A bond so deep, so pure, so true,

A love that forever will renew.

In the end, when all is done,

When the day gives way to the setting sun,

Love remains, a steadfast part,

Living on in the whispers of the heart.