Raindrops whisper on my windowpane,
Each tear echoed my silent pain.
Across the street, a candle’s gentle sway,
Teasing shadows, secrets in its play.

My heart ignites, an unyielding fire,
Seeking sparks in your eyes that never tire.
But you? A distant star, aloof and free,
Lost in desire’s labyrinth, just like me.

Is this life’s cruel jest, our fate to burn?
Bright flames in emptiness, thoughts yearn.
I watch your play from the shadows afar,
A silent spectator, guided by a bizarre.

The night holds our breath, rain’s soft refrain,
Melancholic melody, our sweet pain.
Someday, I’ll unravel this mystery,
Tending my flickering flame, a testament to me.

Defiance in the shadows, I’ll remain,
A whispered promise, dancing in the rain.

– A Solivagant’s Shoes