In twilight's breath, our lips meet,
soft as petals at my feet,
a tremble stitched in the skies,
a hush of eternal sighs.
The world fades to candlelight,
your kiss becomes all my sight,
silent rivers stir and break,
dreams awaken in their wake.
A kiss — a blade, sweet and thin,
carving stardust on my skin,
every heartbeat bends and weaves,
writing songs no time can thieve.
It is a prayer wrapped in skin,
a voyage where souls begin,
a spark caught between the seams,
a wound stitched with golden dreams.
Beneath the hush of the moon,
your kiss hums an ancient tune,
through the dark, it leads me home,
where two shadows melt as one.