In the quiet of a solitary night, A pen begins its gentle flight, Across the page, it dances free, Crafting…
In the hush of midnight’s gentle embrace, A pen begins its silent dance, Tracing dreams on paper’s face, Inking thoughts…
In the quiet of night, it softly glides, A dancer on a stage of white, Inked whispers flow like gentle…
In the quiet whisper of a gentle glide, The pen dances on a canvas wide. Ink spills tales of dreams…
In the quiet of the night, the pen takes flight, Scribbling dreams on the canvas of time. Each stroke, a…
In my hand, a vessel of thoughts, A pen that speaks without a voice, It dances on paper, leaving behind,…
In the quiet of the night, it whispers low, A pen glides softly, setting thoughts aglow. Upon the paper, dreams…