It froze in mid-
air, without sound, coming...
Butterflies ensnared
in the crayon box beneath...
I don't count the
Countless, black hurts. Hear...
In the breath of spring, flowers whisper,
Tales of love, to the sun they shimmer...
In the gentle sway of springtime’s bloom,
Whispers emerge from winter’s gloom...
In the waking arms of Spring, a gentle whisper...
Where petals dance with breezy tunes, and vibrant...
In the crepuscular embrace, where day and night...
Dances a spectral ballet, in a twilight so divine...
Upon the sprawling ocean's grace, a rhythmic dance...
Where waves caress the sandy shore with tender...
In the boundless black of space, where celestial...
There lies a canvas painted vast, where cosmic...
Amidst the wild's embracing arms, where verdant...
Lies a sanctuary of serenity, where souls with...
As the first light of morning, gently breaks the...
The world awakens softly, in hues of pink and...
Beneath the velvety canvas, where countless stars...
Lies a tranquil sea of dreams, bathed in soft...