In a world of muted whispers, I wandered,
A canvas blank, devoid of hue and hope,
Life stretched out in endless shades of gray,
A silent symphony of solitary days.

Then, softly, you appeared—an unexpected bloom,
Bringing with you a palette of forgotten dreams,
Your presence, a delicate brushstroke of warmth,
Transforming dusk into a dawn of gentle light.

With...