Mia's Avatars and more
Mia Fuzy wrote: 27 Mar 2024, 18:09In the garden of life, friendships bloom,Emiline Hunter wrote: 27 Mar 2024, 18:02 what you are ordering: poem
Name: Emilie Hunter
house: Hufflepuff
year: First
format for poem
what do you want it about: Friendships
Paid: Not yet
Roots entwined, through joy and gloom.
Seasons change, but these bonds stay,
Guiding lights, night or day.
Through whispers of leaves, in forests deep,
Promises made, forever to keep.
Laughter echoes, in memories' halls,
Echoes of footsteps, in ancient walls.
A tapestry woven with threads of gold,
Stories of friendship, bravely told.
Hands held tight, in storms weathered,
Souls united, always tethered.
In the silence of stars, or the bustle of streets,
The rhythm of hearts, in tandem beats.
A friendship like this, knows no end,
An eternal journey, around each bend.
So here's to the friends, who stay by our side,
Through every low tide and high tide.
For in the book of life, every script ends,
But the story of us, forever extends.
This was the last free one!
Omg i love it. Thank you!
Mia's Avatars and more
Sorry for the late response I'll work on it now! it is 1 sicke witch is 29 potato peelings!Genevieve Delacourt wrote: 27 Mar 2024, 20:29 what you are ordering: poem
Name: Genevieve Delacourt
house: Hufflepuff
year: First
format for poem: any!
what do you want it about: Viva again, this time her looks please! you can find info in my ency, in the first page and in the "Lovely Creature" page and in the last page.
Paid: I will! How much is it?
What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.
Mia's Avatars and more
@Genevieve Delacourt here you are!
# Viva's Gaze
In the quiet of twilight's embrace,
Viva's eyes weave their grace.
Truthful and affectionate, they gleam,
A captivating hue, a vivid dream.
Piercing blue, softened by whispers of gray,
They beckon, demand attention, hold sway.
A second glance, a lingering stare,
Her eyes, a universe of secrets to share.
Her skin, a canvas of warmth and light,
Soft undertones, rosy cheeks ignite.
A gentle touch, like petals at dawn,
In her presence, the world is reborn.
Dark, smooth hair cascades, a midnight stream,
Framing her face, a portrait, a dream.
Shoulders bear the weight of whispered wishes,
Her beauty, a symphony of delicate stitches.
Petite and slender, she moves with grace,
A dance of elegance in life's grand space.
Viva, a name etched in starlight,
A beauty that transcends both day and night.
# Viva's Gaze
In the quiet of twilight's embrace,
Viva's eyes weave their grace.
Truthful and affectionate, they gleam,
A captivating hue, a vivid dream.
Piercing blue, softened by whispers of gray,
They beckon, demand attention, hold sway.
A second glance, a lingering stare,
Her eyes, a universe of secrets to share.
Her skin, a canvas of warmth and light,
Soft undertones, rosy cheeks ignite.
A gentle touch, like petals at dawn,
In her presence, the world is reborn.
Dark, smooth hair cascades, a midnight stream,
Framing her face, a portrait, a dream.
Shoulders bear the weight of whispered wishes,
Her beauty, a symphony of delicate stitches.
Petite and slender, she moves with grace,
A dance of elegance in life's grand space.
Viva, a name etched in starlight,
A beauty that transcends both day and night.
What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.
Mia's Avatars and more
AHHH TYSM!!! I LOVE ITMia Fuzy wrote: 28 Mar 2024, 13:20 @Genevieve Delacourt here you are!
# Viva's Gaze
In the quiet of twilight's embrace,
Viva's eyes weave their grace.
Truthful and affectionate, they gleam,
A captivating hue, a vivid dream.
Piercing blue, softened by whispers of gray,
They beckon, demand attention, hold sway.
A second glance, a lingering stare,
Her eyes, a universe of secrets to share.
Her skin, a canvas of warmth and light,
Soft undertones, rosy cheeks ignite.
A gentle touch, like petals at dawn,
In her presence, the world is reborn.
Dark, smooth hair cascades, a midnight stream,
Framing her face, a portrait, a dream.
Shoulders bear the weight of whispered wishes,
Her beauty, a symphony of delicate stitches.
Petite and slender, she moves with grace,
A dance of elegance in life's grand space.
Viva, a name etched in starlight,
A beauty that transcends both day and night.
Mia's Avatars and more
your welcome, and you gave me one extra potato peel, do you want it back? @Genevieve Delacourt
What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.
Mia's Avatars and more
Oh, no, that was a tiny tip!!Mia Fuzy wrote: 28 Mar 2024, 13:24 your welcome, and you gave me one extra potato peel, do you want it back? @Genevieve Delacourt
Mia's Avatars and more
thanks!
What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.
Mia's Avatars and more
what you are ordering: poem
Name: Genevieve Delacourt
house: Hufflepuff
year: First
format for poem: any!
what do you want it about: Viva playing the violin. You can find some info in my ency, this time could you please not mention her name? Thanks!! I love your poems
Paid: I will!
Name: Genevieve Delacourt
house: Hufflepuff
year: First
format for poem: any!
what do you want it about: Viva playing the violin. You can find some info in my ency, this time could you please not mention her name? Thanks!! I love your poems
Paid: I will!
Mia's Avatars and more
Thanks You Are very nice!!!!!Genevieve Delacourt wrote: 28 Mar 2024, 13:40 what you are ordering: poem
Name: Genevieve Delacourt
house: Hufflepuff
year: First
format for poem: any!
what do you want it about: Viva playing the violin. You can find some info in my ency, this time could you please not mention her name? Thanks!! I love your poems
Paid: I will!
Here is your poem!
# Melodies of Midnight
Dark, smooth hair cascades down her shoulders,
A river of night, a symphony of boldness.
In moonlight's embrace, she stands, poised,
A violin cradled, her heartstrings rejoiced.
Her fingers dance upon the polished wood,
Eyes closed, lost in the music's intricate flood.
The bow glides, whispers secrets to the night,
Notes bloom like stars, painting the sky bright.
Each stroke conjures memories untold,
Echoes of love, of battles fought and souls.
Her hair, a curtain shielding her from the world,
Yet revealing vulnerability, passion unfurled.
The violin weeps, sings of forgotten dreams,
Of moonlit gardens and distant moonbeams.
Her silhouette sways, a dancer in twilight's trance,
As if the universe itself joins her in the dance.
Dark hair, dark eyes, and melodies spun,
She weaves enchantment, under the moon's sun.
Her music, a bridge between realms unseen,
A girl with a violin, a poetess of the serene.
What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.
Mia's Avatars and more
Oooo!! Thank you again!!Mia Fuzy wrote: 28 Mar 2024, 13:53Thanks You Are very nice!!!!!Genevieve Delacourt wrote: 28 Mar 2024, 13:40 what you are ordering: poem
Name: Genevieve Delacourt
house: Hufflepuff
year: First
format for poem: any!
what do you want it about: Viva playing the violin. You can find some info in my ency, this time could you please not mention her name? Thanks!! I love your poems
Paid: I will!
Here is your poem!
# Melodies of Midnight
Dark, smooth hair cascades down her shoulders,
A river of night, a symphony of boldness.
In moonlight's embrace, she stands, poised,
A violin cradled, her heartstrings rejoiced.
Her fingers dance upon the polished wood,
Eyes closed, lost in the music's intricate flood.
The bow glides, whispers secrets to the night,
Notes bloom like stars, painting the sky bright.
Each stroke conjures memories untold,
Echoes of love, of battles fought and souls.
Her hair, a curtain shielding her from the world,
Yet revealing vulnerability, passion unfurled.
The violin weeps, sings of forgotten dreams,
Of moonlit gardens and distant moonbeams.
Her silhouette sways, a dancer in twilight's trance,
As if the universe itself joins her in the dance.
Dark hair, dark eyes, and melodies spun,
She weaves enchantment, under the moon's sun.
Her music, a bridge between realms unseen,
A girl with a violin, a poetess of the serene.