Beneath the ancient oaks, we strolled the cobbled ways, In the heart of London, where history lays, The Thames whispered…
In the quiet of the evening light, Atticus whispered words unspoken, Love that lingers in the soft night, Hearts that…
In the desertâs whisper, our hearts entwine, Beneath the crescent moon’s gentle shine. Our souls dance in the starlit night,…