Moonlight Drift

Day is fading off the skyline, Leaving colors melting blue. Moon is rising like a soft sigh, Filling quiet streets with you. Every flower leans to listen, Breathing secrets to the night. All the noise of day is distant, Everything feels calm and right. Moonlight drifting over lonely windows, Soft as petals falling from a tree. All the dreams we hide begin to shimmer, Floating up where only hearts can see. Hold this moment gently like a promise, Let it bloom before the night is through. Flowers in the dark become our lanterns, Shining every quiet hope of you. Two small shadows by the river, Talking low and walking slow. Every step feels made of silver, Every breath begins to glow. Even those who fear the silence Find a little comfort here. Moon and blossoms share their kindness, Making fragile things appear. Moonlight drifting over lonely windows, Soft as petals falling from a tree. All the dreams we hide begin to shimmer, Floating up where only hearts can see. Every wish we keep becomes a lantern, Blooming in the cool and gentle blue. When the world is quiet in this moonlight— Every road feels leading back to you.