Monday, July 15, 2024

Dream woman

 


Night after night She is there in my dreams

No name is given

Beautiful and silent 

Self-assured yet shy

She could melt the coldest heart

With just her smile


Though she never speaks

She speaks volumes 

With her gestures and expressions

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