In twilight’s embrace, you found your way, through the unheralded gate, at close of day. The street, a silent sentinel, stood between, your world and the one yet to be seen.

In hand, an invite, a silent plea, to join in the party, to let hearts be free. A moment’s pause, a careful glance, to affirm the eve’s rare chance.

With a nod to the stars, the paper slid, into a pocket, yours secrets hid. An evening of whispers, of laughter’s light, awaited beyond, in the neighbor’s night.