A Whispered Secret in the Wind
Unheard and unseen, my heart still binds To hopes of love so deep, so true, Yet echoes fade, leaving me anew. In tender moments, we share a smile, Inside jokes that linger just a while. Her presence is a soft breeze on a sunlit day, Rustling the tender leaves of my heart, come what may. I yearn for her to see and understand, The wild sincerity in my heart’s command. But like a flame that flickers in the night, My longing burns within, a steadfast light. On quiet nights, when stars take flight, I’m reminded that love can shine so bright. Though darkness falls, the flame persists, Tenderness awaits, as dawn’s first light kissed. My heart, a canvas painted with hues, Colors swirl and dance, awaiting her muse. A symphony of longing, hope, and love, Echoes in my soul, sent from above. To her, I offer petals of my soul, Unfolding towards her, seeking to be whole. Waiting for the gentle breeze of her touch, To bloom within her grasp, in a tender clutch.
