In the quiet hush of evening’s light, Her words, like whispers, gently take flight. A poet’s heart, so tender and…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light, I find myself in whispers of the night. A soul that wanders,…
Respect is a whisper, gentle and kind, It speaks not in words, but in actions defined. A nod, a smile,…
In the quiet whispers of dawn’s embrace, I find fragments of myself, scattered in grace. The soft hues of morning…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s early light, She whispers softly, making everything right. Her gentle touch, a balm so…
Under the moonlit skies of Spain, Where passion flows like crimson wine, Our hearts entwined in sweet refrain, With every…
As leaves fall softly to the ground, Their whispers speak of time unbound. The twilight sky, a canvas wide, Where…
In the quiet of the night, I find my muse, With pen in hand, I let my thoughts diffuse. Each…