A tireless engine, a drum in the chest,
It beats through the night with no moment of rest.
A warm, steady pulse keeping life in full sway,
It whispers of hope with each step of the way.
A spoonful of velvet, soft, rich, and slow,
It turns into slik in the mouth's gentle glow,
A caramelized dream, so thick and divine,
Pure confort that lingers like sweet summer wine.
A warm, golden pastry fresh from the tray,
A rich chocolate center that melts it away.
One singles bite brings a heavenly sweet,
The world stops to savor this ultimate treat. ๐ฌ๐ง
A ring of light, silent wish,
A single slice upon the dish.
Layers of sweet and frosted grace,
A moment warm that time can't erase.
Blow out the spark, let joy begin,
And taste the year we're entering in. ๐ฉ๐ป
Small plastic blocks in quiet rows,
Where every fleeting sentence grows.
Under the pulse of tapping hands,
They build unseen and distant lands.
With every stike, a spark takes flight,
A flood of words into the light.
Beyond the reach of burning stars,
Past silent moons and ancient scars,
A cosmic secret, deep in the dark,
A Hidden realm without a mark.
No light reveals what lingers there,
Just empty void and quiet air
A quiet space where shadows play,
Forever locked beyond the day.
A hidden sphere in quiet space,
Unseen, untouched by human trace.
It moves beyond the reach of sight,
A secret wrapped in velvet night.
Deep in the dark where shadows bend,
Where distant stars forever end,
It dances slow, alone, unknown,
Upon a silent, phantom throne. +