Where The Fireflies Rise

Описание: Where The Fireflies Rise

Silver dew on moss and stone, the forest breathes with me,
Bare feet trace the ancient paths where roots remember thee.
Lantern low, my pulse aligned with owl and whispering leaves,
Every step a gentle spell the quiet night believes.
I hum your name through cedar air, it shimmers, warm and slow,
The stars lean closer just to hear what only lovers know.
Time loosens grip, the hour bends, no clock dares interfere,
For when the moon is crowned in white, your presence draws me near.
I bind no bone, I break no seal, no blood upon the ground,
Tonight is soft, tonight is true, no darker art is found.
The forest smiles, the circle waits, my heart begins to race—
The clearing glows, the oak awakes, I feel your coming grace.

They call my love a whispered myth, a dream the sane deny,
Yet even stone remembers hands that once entwined with mine.
No curse, no fear, no price to pay, just truth the night allows—
The moon stands witness to the vow we never spoke aloud.

Will you meet me where the fireflies rise,
Under branches old as time?
Will you hear me when the night exhales,
When your heartbeat answers mine?
If you follow where the white moths lead,
Past the roots, past doubt, past fear,
I will stand beneath the elder oak—
One breath, one heart, I’m here.

Petals fall like stardust rain, the night in velvet dressed,
I weave your name in quiet spells that only love confessed.
No iron rings, no binding words, no fate I seek to bend,
I choose you freely, as the dawn chooses night to end.
I see your shape between the trunks where silver shadows play,
The moonlight braids our destinies in gentle disarray.
My palms are open, empty now of sorrow, fear, and pain,
For every wound the world once gave, your smile unmade again.
The forest hums in major keys, the dark has learned to glow,
Even wolves lie down to dream where softer winds now blow.

Let others fear the witch’s song, the magic in my veins,
I only cast what heals the heart and breaks no living chains.
The night is kind, the path is clear, the moment draws us close—
Step into the circle, love, where moonlit courage grows.

Will you meet me where the fireflies rise,
Under branches old as time?
Will you hear me when the night exhales,
When your heartbeat answers mine?
If you follow where the white moths lead,
Past the roots, past doubt, past fear,
I will stand beneath the elder oak—
One breath, one heart, I’m here.

I feared the dark when I was alone,
Now it sings when you draw near.
The world once sharp has softened its tone,
Every shadow learns no fear.
If dawn should come too soon for us,
Let the sun find empty ground—
For time itself will wait its turn
While love is what we’ve found.

You will meet me where the fireflies rise,
Under branches old as time.
You will hear me when the night exhales,
As your heartbeat answers mine.
You will follow where the white moths lead,
Past the roots, past doubt, past fear—
Stand with me beneath the elder oak,
Stay with me. Stay here.
You will meet me where the fireflies rise,
Under branches old as time.
You will hear me when the night exhales,
As your heartbeat answers mine.
You will follow where the white moths lead,
Past the roots, past doubt, past fear—
Stand with me beneath the elder oak,
Stay with me. Stay here.

You are moonlight through the ancient leaves,
You are warmth the dark can’t claim.
You are every spell I never spoke,
Every softly spoken name.
Firefly, heartbeat, vow unbound,
Circle closed on sacred ground.
No end, no edge, no final door—
Where you begin, I’m whole once more.
Under oak and silver sky,
I call your name—
And you reply.
Will you meet me where the fireflies rise
Will you meet me where the fireflies rise
Will you meet me where the fireflies rise