In twilight’s hush, where shadows play,
A figment of the mind takes flight,
A whispered dream, a secret sway,
A fleeting thought, a wistful night.
It dances, beckons, and fades away,
Leaving only echoes of what’s not to stay.
In twilight’s hush, where shadows play,
A figment of the mind takes flight,
A whispered dream, a secret sway,
A fleeting thought, a wistful night.
It dances, beckons, and fades away,
Leaving only echoes of what’s not to stay.