In the quiet of the fading light,
Silhouettes begin their flight.
Softly stepping, shadows sway,
In the twilight, they play their ballet.

Whispering winds, a gentle guide,
Through the shadows, we glide.
Every step, a note in the air,
A serenade of movement, fair.

Dancing through the shadows, where the light is soft,
Our steps echo softly, aloft.
A serenade of whispers, movement and grace,
In the shadows, we find our place.

As the moon peeks, shy and bold,
Our dance grows confident, unfolds.
Under the stars, a quiet plea,
In the shadows, dance with me.

Twisting, turning, a graceful spin,
In the shadows, we begin.
Each move a word in our silent song,
In this dance, we belong.

Dancing through the shadows, where the light is soft,
Our steps echo softly, aloft.
A serenade of whispers, movement and grace,
In the shadows, we find our place.

Let the night be our canvas, dark and deep,
In its embrace, our secrets keep.
Moving through shadows, like whispers of love,
Guided by the moonlight from above.

Dancing through the shadows, where the light is soft,
Our steps echo softly, aloft.
A serenade of whispers, movement and grace,
In the shadows, we find our place.

As dawn nears, our shadows blend,
This serenade, it never ends.
Through the night, our dance will stay,
In the shadows, we'll forever sway.