You linger where the silence bends,
A place where every echo ends.
Yet from your gaze the world can hear,
A hymn that keeps the night sincere.

The moon grows pale, the stars retreat,
Before the glow around your feet.
The air suspends, the hours stay,
And guard your light till break of day.

Where ivy hides its whispered song,
Your beauty moves the night along.
Each step you take, the shadows part,
And carve new silence in the heart.

The garden leans to hear your name,
Its silence burns with gentle flame.
Each petal knows, each stone believes,
The hush your tender soul achieves.