By starlit skies your figure shines,
A glow that bends through ancient lines.
The dusk recalls, the night repeats,
The beauty none could hope to meet.

You rest where time forgets its flow,
A fleeting spark, a tender glow.
The world itself dissolves in you,
A dawn reborn, eternal, new.

The roses hush, the breezes stay,
Their whispers lost along the way.
Yet silence blooms when you appear,
A gentle truth the night holds near.

Where ivy climbs and shadows fall,
Your presence warms the weathered wall.
The stars themselves, though bright above,
Seem dim beside your quiet love.