In the quiet hours, beneath a moonlit sky,
I whisper your name to the stars,
Holding onto the hope of an unwritten tomorrow,
Where distance fades and love binds us, no bars.
The night air carries the scent of your laughter,
A symphony of joy I long to hear.
In dreams, we dance, unbridled and free—
A moment's grace from the reality I fear.
Love, in your absence, grows wild and untamed,
A vine reaching out for the warmth of the sun.
Yet, I remain, anchored by the weight of longing,
For the day we reunite, two hearts beating as one.