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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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My little Honey Bee

My Little Honey Bee

My little honey bee, you hum inside my heart,
A tender glow of warmth no night can tear apart.
You land upon my thoughts with wings of pure delight,
Turning every lonely hour into sunshine bright.

You dance in gentle circles, soft nectar in your eyes,
A melody of sweetness beneath the summer skies.
Your tiny steps of love keep waking dreams in me,
A soft and sacred promise only I can see.

You gather bits of hope from every flower near,
And bring them to my soul to chase away my fear.
In every drop you carry, I taste a calm so true,
A sweetness poured from heaven, shaped in shades of you.

My little honey bee, forever stay and roam,
Build all your golden whispers in the chambers of my home.
For in your gentle presence, I rise and breathe again—
My heart becomes a garden where you kiss away the pain.

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