Cross my heart as stars paint the night sky,
each vow bright, a spark divine,
whispered truths that bind us close,
etched in time’s quiet space.
Fingers entwined tight,
promises held,
pure and bold,
never
fade.
About the Creator
Printique Studios
A poetic journey weaver, I craft verses that paint the canvas of life with hues of dreams and determination. Their words resonate with empowerment, encouraging others to forge their destinies and embrace gratitude.
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