In the quiet of the morning, a whispering breeze, Carries dreams anew, setting the soul at ease. With each ray…
In the silence of the night, my heart speaks, Whispers of joy, sorrow, and hidden fears. A tapestry of feelings…
In the silent corridors of power, Lies a tale of hearts turned sour. Where dreams are clutched by iron fists,…
Beneath the silver sky, they dance with grace, Daughters of the moonlit dreams, in a delicate embrace. With hearts as…
In the stillness of the night, a whisper calls, Shadows dance upon the walls, An unseen force, a silent scream,…
In the canvas of the night, we blend, Different hues, a spectrum unbend. Hand in hand, we form a chain,…
In the quiet moments, where our hearts align, Respect weaves its threads, so gentle, so fine. Not born of fear,…