In the corridors of memory, a photograph resides,
Capturing the moment where our paths collide.
In utter awe, I stood, scarcely believing,
That fate's hand would lead to our meeting.
Never did I dare to dream, to hope,
That I'd stand beside you, together, we'd cope.
Conversations shared, like pearls on a string,
Each word is a treasure, a song to sing.
Life, woven with threads of surprise,
Turning distant dreams into sparkling skies.
Magnificent indeed, the twists and turns it imparts,
Turning fantasies into cherished hearts.
JE LEEST
The Cosmos Of Unfettered Phrases
PoëzieReserved solely for those maidens who find themselves captivated by someone from afar, their hearts brimming with unspoken words yet their tongues entangled in knots, yearning for the freedom to express their true feelings. Underneath the veil of si...
