Across the Quiet Miles

Midnight calls across the quiet miles. Your voice speaks like a rising

tide. Different skies, but the same sunrise. We grew roots

in the cracks of time. Distance never dimmed the spark. No borderlands between

our heart. We are tethered in the silence. Two souls moving with defiance.

Though the world keeps pulling wide. Stay close, stay alive. Every mile becomes

a promise. You and I are constant artist. Nothing breaks the bond we make.

Across the quiet miles, we stay. Storms hit hard, but you never

fall. You still answer every single call. Different worlds, but the same