Unspoken

In the quiet of the night, thoughts softly weave,
Unsaid words, emotions, in silence they grieve.
A multitude of feelings, like shadows they dance,
Whispers of the heart in a silent romance.

Beneath the surface, where secrets reside,
A storm of sentiments, nowhere to hide.
Eyes speak volumes, where lips dare not tread,
In the stillness of the soul, so much left unsaid.

The heart's silent echoes, a language unspoken,
In the realm of the unseen, bonds remain unbroken.
Each unsaid thought, a star in the night,
Illuminates the darkness, with a tender light.