In shadows of her whispered words,
A love that danced on fragile threads,
Through echoes of a world unheard,
Her heart in aching silence bled.
Beneath the veil of starless skies,
Her spirit soared on wings of fire,
In every verse, a longing sigh,
A tapestry of deep desire.
The moonlight kissed her gentle dreams,
In solitude her soul found grace,
Where love and sorrow softly gleam,
She painted worlds in her embrace.
Through Sylvia’s eyes, a tender tale,
A love that blooms in shadows’ light,
Her legacy, a whispered gale,
In every word, her heart ignites.