In the quiet corners of their shared space, Words danced like shadows on the wall, Echoes of love and anguish…
In the quiet corners of a restless heart, Where shadows dance with fleeting dreams, Sylvia’s whispers paint a tender start,…
In the quiet of the night she writes, Words woven in whispers, tender and bright. Her pen dances on the…
In the quiet shadows where thoughts reside, A solitary figure with words as her guide. Sylvia, in the hush of…
In the silence of the morning’s light, Her words echo, fierce and bright. A whisper turned into a roar, Breaking…
In the quiet corners of a poetâs mind, Two souls entwined in verses, deep and kind. Ted’s words, a tempest,…
In the quiet of the night, she weaves her dreams, Sylvia, a mother, in silent screams. Her pen, a sword,…
In the quiet corners of her heart, Where shadows dance and secrets lie, Sylviaâs love, a tender spark, Illuminates the…
In the quiet chambers of her mind, Where shadows of despair entwined, Sylvia found a solace sweet, In loneliness, her…
Beneath the weight of the silent night, She penned her pain with ink so bright, A voice once stifled, now…