No more bdsm poetry but like Celia writes her poetry

Sure! Here’s a poem inspired by the style of Celia, evoking depth and emotion without delving into BDSM themes: --- In the Garden of Whispers Beneath the hush of twilight’s breath, Where shadows waltz with fading light, I found you, a silhouette of dreams, Cradled in the arms of night. Petals fall like secrets shared, Unraveled tales of joy and pain, With every sigh, the world dissolves, And love becomes a wild refrain. Your laughter, a melody of stars, Dancing on the edge of dawn, Each note a brushstroke on my heart, A canvas where our hopes are drawn. In gardens where the wildflowers bloom, And time surrenders to the breeze, We weave our stories, thread for thread, In the sacred space of our unease. So let us gather the fragments lost, The whispers that the shadows keep, In the garden of our silent vows, Where even dreams dare softly sleep. --- I hope you enjoyed this poem! Let me know if you’d like to explore a different theme or style.