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Midnight confessions

At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.
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Sunset Kiss - Poem

Sunset Kiss

The sun sank low in a sky of fire,
Painting the sea with hues of desire.
Waves rolled gently, soft and slow,
A lullaby only true hearts know.

Her dress, like petals, danced on air,
Catching the gold in a world so rare.
The breeze wrapped ‘round them, hushed and sweet,
As sand grew warm beneath their feet.

His arms found hers with quiet grace,
A silent vow in that sacred place.
Eyes closed slowly, breath drew near,
No sound existed—only here.

The kiss arrived like a falling star,
Brief, but bright as lovers are.
It held the ache of all goodbyes,
And the forever in hopeful eyes.

She tasted sun and salt and dreams,
And he, the truth in gentle seams.
No promise spoken, none to miss—
Just hearts colliding in a sunset kiss.

The sky grew dark, the waves moved on,
But something sacred lingered strong.
For even when the night grew cold,
They’d lit a fire the stars would hold.




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