We are dancing again, you are the silence of eternity, I am the moment of life.
Your cold breath touches my lips, but I am not afraid.
There is a tacit agreement in our movements, an eternal dance between worlds.
The red roses remind me that there is beauty in the darkness.
You lead, but I do not retreat, because I know that this night is ours.
And as long as our dance continues, I feel that life pulsates even in the shadows.