In the quiet whisper of the autumn breeze,Amidst the trees that gently lull and please,I find myself on a verdant, winding lane,Holding your hand, with dreams that softly reign. Leaves tumble down into the lake’s embrace,A dance of nature, a serene, tranquil space,Your laughter, like a song, drifts through the air,In silence, bliss, and love,…
