In the quiet corners of the heart,Where unspoken words reside,Empathy weaves its tender art,A bridge where souls confide.Through the veil…
In the quiet morning light he stands, With gentle eyes and open hands, His heart a well of endless care,…
In the twilight’s gentle glow, Where whispers of the heart reside, A love in rhythms soft and slow, Dances beneath…
In the morning rush, I spill my tea, A comedy of errors just for me. My shirt’s inside out, shoes…
In the silent dance of morning light, Two souls entwined in tender flight. Beneath the canopy of dreams untold, The…
In the dawn of youth, dreams take flight, With eyes wide open to the morning light. Each step a dance,…
In the quiet whispers of dawn’s gentle light, We find the echoes of dreams yet untold, Each moment a treasure,…
In the gentle rustle of the leaves, The whispers of Whitman softly call, Nature’s symphony in the breeze, A timeless…
In the stillness of the night, I wander within, Seeking whispers of my hidden, silent heart. Shadows dance, revealing truths…