Clung to your love

In the most secret corner of my being, a love is born, impossible to hide, a dream where you and I could be seen, despite the barriers that prevent us from yielding.

In the embrace of the moon and the sunrise at dawn, our hearts whisper in the distance, a burning desire that in the tranquil night, longs to overcome any obstacle or circumstance.

You, an unreachable star in the firmament, I, a dreamer caught in the wind, our love is a story, a sentiment, that persists, grows, without fear or lament.

Through the night, our souls intertwine, like shadows seeking each other in the gloom, and though reality may seem unrelenting, we believe in a love that defies any plunge.

Perhaps time and space are a challenge, but the longing for a day when we are united, inspires us to continue, despite the dew, chasing the love that has been born in our hearts.

Thus, in this impossible yet sincere love, we hold on to boundless hope, dreaming of a tomorrow where we are whole, finding each other at the end of all fantasies.