In the cradle of a quiet morn, Where time stretches its gentle wings, I find solace in the soft embrace,…
In the soft hush of the afternoon light, Where time seems to linger and pause, Laziness unfolds its gentle might,…
In the gentle sway of time’s embrace, Where the hours drift without a trace, A lazy sun spills golden light,…
In the quiet hours of the morn, When the world is still and slow, I find solace in the gentle…
In the soft glow of morning light, I find solace in a realm of stillness, Where dreams whisper in the…
When morning light begins to creep, I find solace in my sleep. The world outside can wait a while, As…
In the quiet of the morning, a stillness in the air, The world moves slowly, without a single care. Lethargy…