BeautyInTime
In the quiet dance of drifting dust,Memories weave through the sunlit air,Unseen threads of a forgotten past,Whispers of stories once…
Monday whispers promises anew, As dawn breaks with a gentle hue. The week begins with dreams to chase, In the…
In the quiet dawn of a shared dream, We weave promises in the fabric of the sky, Each thread a…
In the dance of time’s embrace, Circles spin with gentle grace. Paths converge and then divide, In circles, life’s secrets…
As winter whispers its frosty tale, The earth is draped in a shimmering veil. Snowflakes fall, a delicate dance, In…
In the quiet dance of passing days, Time weaves its threads in silent ways. The echoes of moments, soft and…
In the quiet morning light we stand, Two souls entwined, hand in hand. Whispers of dreams shared in the night,…
Beneath the silent, shifting skies, Where shadows play and sunlight dies, A whisper grows in gentle streams, Unfolding dreams in…
In the mirror’s reflection, lines softly trace, The stories of years, a gentle embrace. Each wrinkle a whisper of laughter…
In the cradle of dawn’s first light, We wander through the meadows wide, Seeking whispers of the night, Where dreams…