In sonnets penned by Shakespeare’s hand, The thoughts of death so subtly stand, With words that whisper life’s brief stay,…
In tender whispers, love begins its flight, Through moonlit paths where shadows softly play. Two hearts entwined, embracing endless night,…
In silent shadows creeps the stealthy time, With every tick, a moment fades away; Our mortal lives, a fleeting, fragile…
When shadows lengthen and the day grows dim, The whispers of the night begin to sing, Of death, the final…
In the quiet whispers of the dawn, we find, A love that transcends the bounds of time, Shakespeareâs words, immortal…
Beneath the stars, where silent whispers dwell, Two hearts entwined in loveâs eternal dance, With every touch, they cast a…