In the quiet of the night, I sway, With whispered dreams that never stray. Thoughts twirl and spin, a fleeting grace, In the shadows, they find their place. A dance of fears, of hopes, of light, In the stillness of the night. They lead, I follow, a gentle glide, In my mind, where secrets hide. The music fades, the steps grow slow, In this dance, I let them go. But as the dawn begins to rise, TheRead more...