The Whispers of Petals Beneath the Moonlight’s Gentle Gaze

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In the garden where dreams softly unfold,
A tapestry of colors, a story untold.
Each petal whispers secrets of old,
As the moonlight bathes them in silver and gold.

Through the night, the blossoms sway,
Dancing to the tune of the gentle breeze’s play.
Their fragrance lingers, a sweet bouquet,
Weaving magic in the darkness, guiding the way.

The roses blush under the stars’ bright gleam,
While daisies dream of sunshine’s beam.
Each flower a part of nature’s grand scheme,
Crafting a world where beauty reigns supreme.

In silence, they speak of fleeting time,
Of love and life in a rhythm sublime.
Their fleeting presence, a cherished mime,
Leaves an imprint, a delicate, eternal rhyme.

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