In quiet corners of her mind,
Where letters dance and whispers blend,
Emily finds a solace kind,
In words to Sue, her closest friend.

A garden blooms within her heart,
With petals soft, yet strong and true,
Each thought a delicate, crafted art,
In verses penned from me to you.

The world outside may never know,
The depth of love that silently flows,
Through hidden lines and gentle prose,
A bond that through eternity grows.

In solitude, she writes and dreams,
Of moments shared, of hopes confessed,
And though unseen, her spirit beams,
Through every word, her soul expressed.