In the quiet corners of her soul,
where words dance like gentle leaves,
love whispers softly, a tender call,
filling spaces only she perceives.
Her heart, a canvas of endless hues,
paints stories of warmth and grace,
each stroke a testament to truths,
found in the simplest embrace.
She weaves verses from the stars,
crafting dreams in the night sky,
where love’s eternal scars
heal with every gentle sigh.
Through her eyes, the world unfolds,
a tapestry of longing and desire,
where love’s gentle hold
ignites the soul’s quiet fire.