Whispers of Honeyed Time
Where Sighs Linger, and Hearts Unravel
By T. E. DoorPublished 11 months ago • 1 min read
A dreamy, romantic scene depicting deep, lingering passion and peace under the soft glow of the moon. Two gender-neutral silhouetted lovers lie together, appearing to be asleep, embraced softly in a warm, golden-hued mist. The mist is speckled with floating silk ribbons that twist gently, creating an atmosphere of whispered intimacy. The light from the moon casts a soft glow over the scene, with hints of deep red and blush blending into the background, evoking a feeling of time melting away. The overall setting is serene and ethereal, capturing a moment of timeless love and tranquility.
Bare silk sighs slip between breathless blooms,
Moons melt, sweet wax on golden dunes.
Fingers waltz in velvet streams,
Lips carve echoes into dreams.
Sun-dripped murmurs—melodic sin,
A trembling pulse, love’s violin.
Dawn hums slow, aching fire,
Hearts bloom, moan, melt—desire’s choir.
Time undresses, whispers deep,
Swallowed whole—love’s endless sleep.
About the Creator
T. E. Door
I’m a raw, introspective writer blending storytelling, poetry, and persuasion to capture love, pain, resilience, and justice. My words are lyrical yet powerful, to provoke thought, spark change, and leave a lasting impact.
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Comments (3)
Gorgeous!!! ❤❤❤
A trembling pulse - loves violin - absolutely beautiful- nicely done!!!
Lovely words.