In the quiet of the morning light, Where shadows dance with gentle grace, A mirror reflects a story bright, Of…
In the quiet whisper of a dawn, Love speaks in hues unseen, Threads of gold and shades of twilight, Weaving…
In the mirror’s silent gaze, I see, A reflection not just of flesh, but of me. The curves, the lines,…
In the mirror’s silent gaze, we find The many faces we try to hide Yet in the quiet corners of…
In the quiet moments of the dawn, When the world is yet to wake, I find a space within my…
In the tapestry of life, we weave Threads of colors, bold and bright Each unique, with stories to conceive A…