aniket22
Favoured Frenzy
Sunshine tiptoes on windowsills,
spilling verses soft and sweet—
a golden hush on daffodils,
a rhyme beneath your feet.
She writes in dandelion breath,
in glimmers on the sea,
in shadows dancing on the path—
her silent poetry.
She says so much in little light,
in warmth that doesn't stay—
but leaves a stanza on your skin
to carry through the day.
spilling verses soft and sweet—
a golden hush on daffodils,
a rhyme beneath your feet.
She writes in dandelion breath,
in glimmers on the sea,
in shadows dancing on the path—
her silent poetry.
She says so much in little light,
in warmth that doesn't stay—
but leaves a stanza on your skin
to carry through the day.
