In the quiet of the night,
Your voice, a gentle light,
Softly sings me into dreams,
Where moonlight flows in streams.
Each note a soothing sigh,
A tender, whispered lullaby,
Cradling my heart with care,
In melodies beyond compare.
Your song, my peaceful rest,
In its warmth, I am blessed,
With every word, I drift away,
To where the stars and shadows play.
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