In the quiet of the morning light, her eyes speak,Like stars that dance in the deepest night,They hold secrets of…
In the golden light of the setting sun, Dragonflies weave their tales untold, Wings whispering secrets of ages gone, In…
In the tapestry of night, their stories are sewn, Threads of resilience, courage brightly shown. With skin like the earth,…
In the depth of nightâs embrace, A shadowed beauty takes her place, Where moonlight kisses the velvet sky, And stars…
In the cradle of dawnâs gentle embrace, Aphrodite rises, the goddess of grace. Her laughter echoes through the morning mist,…
In the cradle of dawn, time softly whispers, Gently weaving through the tapestry of life, Moments like grains of sand,…
As the sun dips low in the western sky,Its golden hues paint the horizon wide,Whispering secrets to the waves that…
In the hush of winter’s breath, they fall, Tiny dancers in the chill of night, Each flake a whispered secret…
In the mirror’s gaze, we seek the flawless face, A reflection untainted by the scars of time. Yet beauty lies…