In the twilight's gentle glow,
Where whispers linger and shadows glow,
Silhouettes dance and sway,
Every girl a dream so far away.
With laughter that twinkles like stars at night,
They brush past my heart, just out of sight.
Their smiles, like sunshine, warm the air,
But slip through my fingers, fleeting and rare.
I chase the echoes of their sweet refrain,
But catch only silence, a bittersweet pain.
Like fireflies flickering, they dart and tease,
A fleeting romance borne on the breeze.
I stand in the fragments of what could have been,
Each glance a promise, yet I’m left in between.
They glide through my dreams, like leaves in the fall,
Just whispers of wishes, just shadows in the hall.
Yet still I believe in the magic so close,
In the depths of my heart, a delicate prose.