A Tale of Love

In shadows cast by a moon's soft glow,

A boy, lost in a world of ebb and flow.

His heart, a canvas of hues untold,

Lonely whispers, stories yet unfold.

Through misty dreams, where tears may fall,

He wanders, seeking a love to call.

A melody of sorrows in his chest,

Yet hope persists, a resilient guest.

In solitude, he finds his way,

A journey danced in shades of gray.

Through valleys low and mountains high,

He yearns for love to draw nigh.

Alone, but not defeated, he stands,

A sculptor of fate, with hopeful hands.

In every tear, a chance to heal,

A kaleidoscope of emotions is real.

Sadness weaves a dosser of blue,

Yet joy emerges, a golden hue.

He waits, a patient, tender dove,

For love to descend from skies above.

With each heartbeat, a story to tell,

Of a boy who learned to break his shell.

In quiet moments, where dreams converge,

He discovers the power of love's surge.

So let the winds of fate conspire,

To lift his spirit, ever higher.

For in the dance of stars above,

A love story unfolds, a tale of love.