Unwritten Verses

 In shadows cast by moonlit night,

She lives the poetry, out of sight.

Her heartstrings strum a silent tune,

In the dance of stars, beneath the moon.

Verses dance within her eyes,

Unwritten tales, profound ties.

In every sigh, a lyric's birth,

A melody that transcends the earth.

She weaves emotions, unspoken, deep,

In the silence, her secrets keep.

The unwritten verses, a sacred art,

Painting emotions, a masterpiece of heart.

Her soul, a canvas, brushed with dreams,

Echoes of verses, in silent streams.

Through whispered winds and rustling trees,

She lives the poetry that no one sees.

Each footstep echoes a rhythmic beat,

A symphony of life, subtle and sweet.

In her gaze, a universe unfurls,

A poet's heart, in a quiet world.

The ink may never touch the page,

Yet, in her essence, the verses engage.

She lives the poetry, a living rhyme,

A timeless echo through the sands of time.