Beneath the moon's soft, silver hue,  
She weaves a world where hearts break through.  
Girls in shadows, girls in light,  
Lovers found in whispered night.  

With every word, a spark, a flame,  
Two souls entwined, never the same.  
She pens their passion, tender, bold,  
In tales of love yet to be told.  

Her pages sing of hearts set free,  
Of longing, joy, and ecstasy-  
Where every touch and stolen glance  
Is love's eternal, blooming dance.