In the dawn of morning light, they dance, Gentle whispers, a fleeting glance. With wings so vibrant, colors bright, Butterflies…
In the silence of the night, You speak, A gentle whisper, calm and meek. Your love, a beacon in the…
In moonlit nights, the whiskered wanderers roam, Silken shadows dancing, far from home. Their eyes, like stars, in the midnight…
Beneath the azure skies, they glide with grace, In fields of blooms, a delicate embrace. Wings of color, like dreams,…
In the golden glow of dawn’s first light, Beauty whispers through the quiet night. Her grace adorns the morningâs hue,…
In the stillness of the night, a light so pure and bright, Guides my weary soul through the darkest plight.…
In the quiet of the morning light, When the world is still and new, I feel a presence soft and…
In the quiet whispers of dawn’s first light, She rises, a beacon of hope and might. With grace that dances…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Where shadows gently touch the light, There blooms a love, so pure, so…