In shadows where the whispers weave,
Two hearts entwined, but never seen,
Behind the veil of life’s bright stage,
They dance on edges, calm, serene.

A glance that lingers, fleeting, shy,
The stolen moments, just a spark,
A language spun from gentle sighs,
Secrets exchanged where silence marks.

In crowded rooms, they drift apart,
Yet every heartbeat plays a tune,
That resonates within the dark,
A melody beneath the moon.

For love concealed, like stars above,
Will shine the brightest, yet unsung—
Though worlds may part, the spirit's dove
Soars high where only dreams are flung.