In shadowed gardens where the nightingales sing,
Under moon’s soft silver, secrets are told;
A dance of whispers, love’s sweet, timeless thing,
In quiet corners where passions unfold.
The roses bloom beneath this lunar glow,
Their crimson hearts pulsing in the night’s embrace,
While stars above, like diamonds, softly flow,
Illuminating the world in their light’s grace.
Two souls entwined, in silence they converse,
In language older than the earth itself,
Their breaths a symphony, each heartbeat’s verse,
A sonnet woven on the threads of self.
So let the night enfold them, tender and kind,
In whispers soft, their love’s eternal design.
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Hello! I’m Poetic Musings , a poet with a passion for crafting new verses daily. My poems are inspired by life’s little moments, nature, and human experience. Join me on this poetic journey as I share a new short poem each day.
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