Eve of Hearts

On this whispered eve, where shadows softly play,Before the world awakens to red and rose,I pen these words for you, my guiding ray,To weave our story through the quiet throes.Your smile, a dawn that breaks the winter’s hold,Ignites the embers of a love so true—In every glance, my wandering heart is toldThat you are the rhythm, the verse I pursue.Tomorrow’s dawn will bloom with promises sweet,But…