Elegy of Unspoken Dawns

In twilight’s glow, your shadow played,
A silhouette of perfect grace,
Yet through the vows I softly made,
You turned and fled that sacred space.

Your eyes, twin storms of amber fire,
Could melt the frost of winter’s snow,
But turned from my heart’s desperate choir,
Left echoes humming hymns of woe.
I wove you dawns in silver thread,
Bespoke your name in cloudless skies,
Yet you chose night’s embrace instead—
A constellation’s cold demise.

Your laughter haunts the moonlit shore,
Where tides confess what pride denies,
A siren’s song forevermore,
That drowns the shore where hope still lies.
Now let the winds erase my trace,
And time unknot this fierce embrace,
May your chosen path be true,
Though it leads where I can’t pursue.