Ethereal

In moments of silent grace,
I seek a sacred place.
A heart that beats in tune,
Beneath a tender moon.

Yet solitude’s embrace,
Keeps me in its space.
The stars whisper low,
To secrets we both know.

Yearning for a shared light,
In the stillness of night.
An echo of the divine,
In thoughts that intertwine.

But dreams slip away fast,
As shadows softly cast.
In the quiet, I roam,
Longing for a home.

Each thought a gentle sigh,
Beneath the endless sky.
A dance of hearts apart,
Connected by the heart.

Still, I cherish this grace,
In solitude’s warm face.
For even in the dark,
Hope ignites a spark.