Aching emptiness, a hollow, searching beat,
Love, a lost hunter, with weary, searching feet.
Through barren lands, laughter turned to sighs,
It seeks a haven, with longing in its eyes.

Is your heart hidden, a fortress built so strong?
Do whispers echo, where no love songs belong?
But wait, a flicker, a warmth against the night,
A gentle tremor, a hesitant, shy light.

Perhaps your heart, too, is searching for its own,
Love's quest may end, where two souls become one.