In fields where twilight softly falls, The horses gather, free and bold. Their manes like whispers gently call, In stories…
In the vast expanse of the night, they gleam,Silent guardians of our dreams,Each star a story, a distant scream,Illuminating the…
In the cloak of midnight’s gentle embrace, The moon rises with a silent grace. Her light, a silver thread through…
In the corners of the night, where shadows softly tread, Lies a quiet whisper that echoes in the head. The…
In the silence of twilight’s embrace, She stands, a vision of midnight grace. The black dress, woven with dreams untold,…