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Whispers of the Unsent
In shadows cast by waning light,
I penned my heart on lined pages bright.
Ink dripped secrets untold,
Words of warmth in the chill of cold.
Each letter breathed a quiet sigh,
Promises spun from dreams awry.
Yet silence wrapped them tenderly,
A tempest kept from the sea.
Unfolded whispers, lost in time,
A melody sweet, a silent rhyme.
For love that thrived in the quiet night,
Wisteria blooms, out of sight.
Thus, unseen, my heart took flight,
In hidden love, my soul ignites.
Though never sent, these words may be,
A testament of you and me.
Whispers in the Rain
Underneath the silver skies,
Where raindrops waltz and laughter flies,
We dance, a secret, sweet embrace,
With every splash, our hearts interlace.
The world, it fades, a distant blur,
In puddles deep, your smile stirs,
Each droplet sings our quiet song,
With every turn, our shadows throng.
So let the storm around us play,
For in this space, we find our way,
A hidden love, just you and me,
As rain descends, we're wild and free.
Whispers in Time
In the hush of twilight's glow,
Lingering touches, soft and slow,
Fingers trace where hearts collide,
In this moment, worlds subside.
Time stands still, as shadows play,
In your gaze, I long to stay,
Silent vows, no need for words,
In this dance, our love is stirred.
Each heartbeat echoes, sweet and wise,
In whispered breaths, no need for lies,
For hidden love blooms ever near,
In cherished spaces, void of fear.
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Whispers in Bloom
In the hush of the garden, where secrets entwine,
Petals conceal what the heart can't define.
Soft winds carry murmurs, like sweet honeyed breath,
Silent confessions that flourish in depth.
Sunlight caresses each delicate bloom,
Colors of yearning dispel shadows of gloom.
With every soft rustle, my feelings take flight,
In this hidden love, where day dances with night.
Amongst vines of passion, a promise resides,
Infernally gentle, where tenderness hides.
Though words may be silent, emotions will thrive,
In a garden of whispers, our love comes alive.
