In the gentle embrace of the morning light, The world awakens from its slumber deep. A symphony of whispers, soft…
Beneath the moon’s soft, tender glow, My heart sings songs you’ll never know, In shadows deep, where dreams reside, I…
In the gentle mist of morning dew, Where the emerald fields softly grow, Irish love blooms tender and true, Like…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Where stars above gently ignite, Lies a love so pure and bright, Unseen,…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Our hearts find solace, pure and bright. A dance of souls, in love’s…