With whom do I share this walk?

Under the quiet gaze of the moon, where shadows whisper and time softens, this collection of poems traces the fragile edge between beauty and sorrow. Each verse is a candle burning at both ends-flickering with longing, memory, and the weight of silence. Like a man on a tree branch holding a red apple, every word dares to balance between desire and descent. Let your soul wander through metaphors that melt, truths that sting sweetly, and emotions that linger like night air.