_Yongvi_

Have you ever yearned for someone distant, their presence an ethereal caress that never graced your skin, their voice a hushed secret carried only in your dreams?
As you gaze upon their image, memories unfurl like delicate petals, and you find yourself recounting the stories of days that danced by in a realm separate from your own.
This is a precious gift from my heart to yours, a testament of affection for those who cherish me deeply. Within these pages, I have woven the essence of my soul into poetic verses, a love letter whispered to the cherished cherry blossom that captures my heart.
"Crimson Whispers: An Unspoken Ode to the Cherry Blossom" is an intimate collection, a vibrant tapestry of emotion unfettered by spoken words. Through this book, I vow to continue weaving words that paint the portrait of our connection until the day he beholds this tribute to our enduring bond.
May these poems immerse you in the tender embrace of unspoken love, as we navigate the realms of yearning and devotion, forever entwined with the eternal allure of the cherry blossom's crimson dreams.

Crimson Dreams: Verses of the Cherry Blossom

In the depths of darkness, where hope's light is dim,


There resides a woman with a soul shattered and grim.


Her spirit once vibrant, now weighed down by pain,


Crushed by the evils inflicted by men so disdain.


But amidst the shadows that cloud her weary heart,


Lies a flicker of longing, a desire to restart.


She yearns for solace, for a gentle hand to hold,


To mend the fragments of her spirit, so cold.


Is there anyone, a soul untouched by taint,


To breathe life anew, in this world so faint?


Can a tender touch dissolve the fears that ensnare,


And offer solace to a soul burdened with despair?


Oh, seeker of purity, with heart untamed,


Listen closely, for this woman's cry is unclaimed.


With your compassion and love, you can bestow,


The healing balm that can make her soul glow.


Embrace her brokenness, with empathy's embrace,


And let your kindness weave a tapestry of grace.


In your gentle words, may she find solace and peace,


A refuge from the torment, a sweet soul's release.


For it takes a pure heart, unmarred by wicked strife,


To ignite the embers of a soul's dormant life.


So, seeker of purity, let your footsteps be swift,


To find this wounded spirit, and offer her a gift.


May your presence be a balm, her fears to subside,


And grant her the courage to once again abide.


In love's tender embrace, may her heart find a home,


And let her newfound strength forever bloom.


For a woman with a soul that's been crushed by men,


Deserves a chance to rise, to heal, and to ascend.


So, dear seeker of purity, heed this heartfelt plea,


Bring forth a new soul, from the depths of agony.


Resurgence of the Soul: A Plea for Purity