In the twilight hourâs gentle embrace, Where shadows whisper secrets of old, A spark of hope begins to trace, Stories…
Beneath the moon’s gentle gleam, we danced, In shadows long, our hearts entranced, Your whispered love, a tender spell, In…
In shadows cast by ancient trees, Where whispers of the wind do weave, A flicker of hope, a gentle tease,…
In the quiet of the evening’s light, A poet’s spirit took its flight, W.B. Yeats, whose words did weave A…