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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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Me and You in Paris

Me and You in Paris

Me and you in Paris, hearts softly aligned,
Lantern-lit bridges where fate intertwined,
We walk like dreamers through sweet evening air,
Two shadows in love with a city so fair.

Café au lait warms our fingers and lips,
Words melt like sugar in slow honeyed sips,
Montmartre is singing beneath sky of blue,
And lovers are laughing — but none like us two.

We dance on the river, no music but rain,
Your smile is a promise I long to contain,
Eiffel lights shimmer like gold in our view,
Every spark whispers, "it's always us two."

Cherie, hold me close where the night softly flows,
Where roses of dawn paint our dreams like a rose,
Paris will fade, but our love will remain —
A story of stardust carved deep in the Seine.

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