Lament
Today I dreamt once more of our indelible beginning... With dry nostalgia, I found myself drawn to the dying embers of that distant memory Had I not seen you on that early spring morning veiled in golden mist, imbued with the fresh scent of tulips, with light dancing through the treetops, and water dews like sparkling jewels adorning the thickets of grass. I could still feel the sweet warmth of sunshine seeping through my skin... the dawn chorus of the birds echoing through the forest, the slow enchantment of the dream-filled blooms, where the gossamer-winged butterflies swarm like confetti, sprinkling its fairy dust through the wind. Following the sunlit trails, I reached that fateful place. Underneath the majestic oak, there lay a sleeping beauty. the slow and silent breaths blending with the gentle breeze, playing a melody that sweetly stirred my heart. A stranger so familiar as if I've been yearning for forever. As those sleepy-jewele...