The Footsteps Of Love Poem by Peter S. Quinn

In shadows soft, where twilight's grace lies draped,
The quiet rhythm of our steps unfolds;
Each tender footfall, memory reshaped,
In silent songs that whisper as love molds.

Through dew-kissed lanes where once our hearts entwined,
The echo of your tread, a gentle tune,
Awakes the soul with dreams left undefined,
A silver trace beneath a fainter moon.

Though time may dim the light of yesterday,
The tender steps resound in silent lore,
Still stirring hope along that wistful way,
Where love's soft march endures evermore.

For in each step, a universe is spun,
A testament to love—its quiet run.