Veloria

Soft Rain falling on stairs. Old gardens wrapped in jasmine. Blue River under velvet Skies. Soft rain falling on marble stairs, Dark perfume drifting through the air. Golden lanterns everywhere, still your presence Feels most rare. Your long veil moving through Candlelight, slow steps deep into the night. No fear when you hold me tight, Like the stars themselves feel right. Old gardens wrapped in jasmine bloom, Silver smoke inside the room. Two hearts dancing against the gloom, While the moonlight fills the room. Ancient songs from abyss to shore, pull me closer Than before. Even if kingdoms rise and fall, I would still return once more. Blue river under velvet skies, quiet flames Reflected in your eyes. Ancient letters and faded signs, still your hand Fits close to mine. Soft gold hanging from your chains, warm touch Running through my veins. No throne, no crown remains, only love after wars And reigns. Tall arches carved in desert stone, sacred rooms Where we stayed alone. Your low voice like a Hidden tone, turning ruins into a home. Last stars fading dawn, still I wish the night Stayed long. Even when old worlds are gone, Our hearts will keep moving on. Soft Rain Falling On marble Stairs. Old gardens wrapped in jasmine. Soft rain skies. Soft rain falling on marble stairs, Dark perfume drifting through the air. Golden lanterns everywhere, still your presence Feels most rare. Your long veil moving through Candlelight, slow steps deep into the night. No fear when you hold me tight, Like the stars themselves feel right. Old gardens wrapped in jasmine bloom, silver smoke Inside the room. Two hearts dancing against the Gloom, while the moonlight fills the room. Ancient songs from abyss to shore, Pull me closer than before. Even if kingdoms rise and fall, Would still return once more. Blue river under velvet skies, quiet flames Reflected in your eyes. Ancient letters and faded signs, still your hand Fits close to mine. Soft gold hanging from your chains, warm touch Running through veins. No throne, crown remains, only love after wars and Reigns. Tall arches carved in desert stone, sacred rooms Where we stayed alone. Your low voice like a Hidden tone, turning ruins into a home. Last stars fading dawn, still I wish the night Stayed long. Even when old worlds are gone, Our hearts will keep moving on. Soft Rain Falling stairs. Old gardens wrapped in Jasmine