In shadows deep, my heart does pine,
For love that blooms but can't be mine.
He's bound in vows, a sacred tie,
With another soul, beneath the sky.
Yet in my dreams, his laughter sings,
A fleeting joy on silver wings.
I know the ache of hearts entwined,
Forbidden love, a bitter kind.
Oh, how I wrestle with my heart,
In silent hours, worlds apart.
For love, unbidden, claims its stake,
A tender ache I can't forsake.
I watch him smile, his child at play,
And steal my gaze, then turn away.
In secret whispers, passion's art,
I nurse this flame within my heart.
But guilt, a phantom, haunts my days,
In shadows where our love's ablaze.
For though I long for what can't be,
I hold this love so reverently.
So let this yearning softly be,
A whispered tale of destiny.
In hidden corners, love's design,
A bittersweet refrain, divine.
