Can I borrow your time
A quiet stillness of a summer's evening,
As the sun dips below the horizon,
I find myself longing to capture
The fleeting nature of moments we wish could last forever.
The warmth of the fading light
Caresses my skin, leaving a trail of golden hues
That dance and shimmer in the air,
A fleeting glimpse of beauty that fades too soon.
I reach out, trying to grasp
The intangible essence of this moment,
But it slips through my fingers like...
As the sun dips below the horizon,
I find myself longing to capture
The fleeting nature of moments we wish could last forever.
The warmth of the fading light
Caresses my skin, leaving a trail of golden hues
That dance and shimmer in the air,
A fleeting glimpse of beauty that fades too soon.
I reach out, trying to grasp
The intangible essence of this moment,
But it slips through my fingers like...