Of moonlit nights and whispers soft,
A poet’s heart, forever lost.
In verses spun with tender grace,
An ode to love’s enchanting chase.
Through fields of dreams, we gently tread,
Where petals bloom, desires spread.
Each word a brushstroke, painting skies,
With hues of passion, love’s surprise.
In rhythm’s dance, emotions flow,
Unveiling truths, the heart will show.
From sorrow’s depths to joy’s embrace,
A symphony of life, we trace.
Let verses sing of hope’s embrace,
Of laughter, tears, and moments traced.
For in this tapestry of rhyme,
We find our truths, transcending time.