A place to show my work
The eyes are the window to the soul,
Guardians of secrets, they quietly unfold.
They speak without words, a language so pure,
In each gaze exchanged, our connections endure.
Stars in the twilight, shining so bright,
Whispers of dreams in the softest light.
So cherish the moments, let your gaze roam free,
For in those deep windows, true beauty we see.
In the twilight, a lantern glows,
Casting light on the secret reef,
Where dreams dance beneath the waves,
Lost treasures hidden from the street.
A lonely railing whispers tales,
Of shadows lurking in the basement,
Echoes of laughter, memories drift,
Through the window, soft and faint.
Each layer unfolds a story,
A journey from the depths to the light,
Embracing the beauty of what was,
In the twilight, where night greets day.
M.A.D. Works 