Symphony of Dreams: The Humming of His Sleep
Mihar Diaries . . .
In the stillness of the night, beneath a velvet sky,
I lay beside him, lost in the depths of his sigh.
His chest rises and falls, a rhythmic, cosmic tune,
The humming of his sleep music, a mystical monsoon.
In slumber’s gentle hold, he’s an enigma to explore,
His dreams, a labyrinth, a world to adore.
His breath, a whispered sonnet, a secret to keep,
As I trace the constellations in the skies of his sleep.
The moonlight bathes his face, a portrait in the dark,
In this sacred moment, I embark on a profound embark.
I listen to his heart, its cadence like a prayer,
A symphony of emotions, a love beyond compare.
His dreams, like ancient tales, woven in starlight,
In the recesses of his mind, they take their flight.
I’m enchanted by the stories he imparts,
As he journeys through the cosmos of his heart.
His presence is my sanctuary, my ethereal shore,
In his embrace, I find what I’ve been searching for.
The humming of his sleep, a serenade so deep,
In this silent symphony, my soul takes its leap.
As the night surrenders to the awakening day,
I hold him closer, in his love I’ll always stay.
The humming of his sleep music, a profound, endless song,
In the depths of his being, where I truly belong.
