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 evening light, I pen down thoughts of you, my dear. Words flow like a gentle…
In the quiet of the night, it whispers low, A pen glides softly, setting thoughts aglow. Upon the paper, dreams…
In the stillness of the night, paper whispers, Tales untold and dreams yet to be penned, Each blank canvas, a…
In the realm of ink and paper’s embrace, Words dance in a mystical place, Through the night, into the dawn,…
In the silent whispers of the night, Words dance upon the page, Each letter a gentle stroke of light, Painting…
In the quiet of the night, I write to you, With a pen that knows our shared silence, Each stroke…
A blank canvas, pristine and white, Awaits the touch of ink, so bright, Each line and curve, a story told,…