In the quiet corners of her soul’s retreat,
A friendship blooms, delicate and sweet.
Through whispered lines and silent days,
A bond unspoken in gentle ways.

Beyond the garden’s quiet, hidden gate,
Two spirits meet, defying fate.
With words that dance on paper’s edge,
They weave a tapestry, a timeless pledge.

In solitude’s embrace, they find their peace,
In silent echoes, their hearts release.
Through shadows cast by time’s own hand,
Their friendship blooms in a quiet land.

So let their words, like whispered air,
Remind us of the bond they share.
A friendship formed in poetic grace,
Embracing silence in love’s embrace.