Whispers of the Night
Reflection
In the embrace of shadows, two souls entwine,
Their glasses cradle secrets, their hearts in sync.
The night whispers tales of wisdom and time,
A symphony of silence, a dance of light and dark.
The older one, a beacon of experience,
Guides the younger, a canvas of potential.
Their glasses, mirrors of their inner fire,
Reflecting the journey, the path they've walked.
The air is thick with unspoken words,
Yet their eyes speak volumes, a silent dialogue.
The warmth of the drink, a bridge between them,
A shared moment, a bond that transcends time.
In this quiet space, they find their truth,
A tapestry of wisdom and youth, woven tight.
The night watches on, a silent witness,
To the stories they carry, the dreams they ignite.
For in the darkness, the light within shines,
A beacon of hope, a promise of what's to come.
Their glasses, a symbol of shared purpose,
A testament to the journey they've begun.