In the Cradle of Longing, My Heart’s Aflame

In Sleepless Nights, I Whisper Your Name

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In the cradle of longing, my heart’s aflame,
In sleepless nights, I whisper your name.
On the trails where lovers have roamed,
Without the moon and stars, we’ve grown.

Eyes set to the vast expanse of space,
Lost in the magic of our secret place.
Time’s wheels have turned, its tales spun,
In the world’s dance, our love has begun.

In my absence, my dearest, you’ve found peace,
But not for a moment does my love cease.
In your love, my heart sings its tune,
Each beat a call, beneath the moon.

Aching with yearning, though you’re not near,
The taste of your love is ever so clear.
I’ve seen the birds croon in their nests,
In an eternal bond, love manifests.

You’ve held back the waters of love from your heart,
Yet in your desert, our love’s sweet art unfolds.
Oh, the fire of passion, my delightful muse,
In my life, you’ve sparked a vibrant fuse.