In the soft autumn sunlight, I saw her delicate grace,
She sat by the window, with sunlight on her face.
Her hazelnut eyes sparkled, like stars in the night,
Her hair moved gently in the breeze, a mesmerizing sight.
When our eyes met, a feeling stirred inside,
A sense of wonder, impossible to hide.
In that moment, amidst the autumn's gentle breeze,
I knew she was the one, who put my heart at ease.
With leaves dancing outside, and her beauty so fine,
I felt like I'd found a treasure, a love so divine.
In the quiet beauty of that autumn morn,
I knew I'd found where I truly belong.
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things that are left unsaid
Poetry"Things That Are Left Unsaid" delves into the profound silence that exists between words, exploring the weight of unspoken emotions and the depth of unexpressed thoughts. Through poignant imagery and evocative language, the poem navigates the spaces...
