In the quiet hush of midnight’s veil,
A heart speaks words it cannot tell,
Yearning for what lies unseen,
A dream, a hope, a distant sheen.

Beneath the stars, so far, so bright,
It whispers wishes to the night,
With every pulse, a silent plea,
For something more, it cannot see.

A longing vast, profound, and deep,
In realms where only shadows...