Waltz of the Whispering Night

In the quiet hush before the dawn,
Where dreams and shadows are drawn,
We find our hearts in silent speech,
Where love's embrace is within reach.

The night's embrace, a soft caress,
In its arms, we confess,
The secrets of our souls so deep,
In the land of nod, where thoughts seep.

Stars twinkle as our witness true,
Their light, a guide, a gentle cue,
To the rhythm of our hearts' own beat,
In this place where lovers meet.

So let us dance until the morn,...