Beneath the starry canopy where time's river flows,Two souls entwine in the night's tender repose.The moon, a silent witness to... Read More
Beneath the starry canopy where time's river flows, Two souls entwine in the night's tender repose. The moon, a silent witness to our hidden lore, In the depths of our spirits, life's essence we explore.
Within the garden of dreams, unbridled passion ignites, Time surrenders its march in these sacred, moonlit nights. Kisses, transformed into verses, from love's font they spring, Each word etched like constellations, in eternity they sing.
