11/05/2026
# # The Season of Us
The stars are bright, the clock strikes four,
I’m pacing shadows on the floor.
The velvet dark begins to rise,
As **sleep fades away from these weary eyes.**
I used to dream in shades of grey,
But now the sunlight’s here to stay,
Even in the middle of the night—
Your memory is my only light.
**Restless nights and wide-awake eyes,**
**That’s what happens in the prime of our lives.**
The world is rushing, a wild design,
Where every heartbeat feels like wine.
No longer bound by walls or clocks,
My spirit roams where the ocean rocks,
**For in the bloom of youth so bright,**
**One falls in love, and loses sight.**
**From these eyes, all slumber is lost,**
No matter the toll, no matter the cost.
**Such is the season of youth’s sweet fire,**
A bridge of gold, a high-wire desire.
The silence speaks, the shadows dance,
Caught in the grip of a sudden romance,
**When love takes over, love takes over,**
The world turns green like a four-leaf clover.
**Where the heart pays the price of love, sweet love,**
Written in stars in the heavens above.
No more rest, just the thrill of the chase,
And the haunting lines of a beautiful face.
**Deeply in love,** we’re drifting free,
In the boundless blue of the summer sea.
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