In the quiet halls of Amherst’s domain,
Where shadows of thoughts softly reign,
Emily’s pen dances in twilight’s embrace,
Crafting verses of love’s tender grace.
Sue, the muse, in silence she stands,
A confidante in life’s shifting sands,
Through letters and glances, their worlds entwine,
A bond unbroken by the passage of time.
The garden blooms with secrets untold,
In petals of longing, their story unfolds,
Each word a tribute, each line a sigh,
Whispered desires beneath the sky.
Though voices may hush and time may wane,
Their silent dialogue shall ever remain,
In the realm of the heart, where true love lies,
Emily and Sue, beneath eternity’s skies.