In whispered dreams of gentle night, Where stardust weaves its silver thread, Musa's eyes, a beacon bright, Draw me to realms for love's spread. The depths of oceans can't compete, With shadows' dance in pools of brown, Through every glance, my heart's defeat, A silent world where dreams abound. His charm, a softly glowing flame, A flicker in the evening's hue, Each moment spent inscribes his name, In daydreams' light, my love anew. Oh, Musa, dear, with every gaze, I find my world within your eyes. In endless depths, my soul relays, A love that soars and never dies.