In the whispers of our fleeting bond,
A piece of you remains within me, like a seed sown deep.
And though we may forget this moment's touch,
Our essence will forever entwine, like threads in a celestial tapestry.-Miraa
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The BLUE HOUR
PoetryThere's always so much hidden between the lines , a journey of words which couldn't make it out of my throat but rather by hand I wrote them down . All of those midnight thoughts. A compilation of short poems & Things I hope you can relate I would...
Celestial
In the whispers of our fleeting bond,
A piece of you remains within me, like a seed sown deep.
And though we may forget this moment's touch,
Our essence will forever entwine, like threads in a celestial tapestry.-Miraa