Celestial bodies dance in unseen orbits,
Stars whisper secrets through cosmic dust,
Each twinkle a note in an astral sonnet,
A silence that echoes within our souls.
Reflected illusions in the funhouse mirror,
What name do you wear when shadows lengthen?
The space between, a waltz of identities,
An elegy for forgotten selves adrift.
Hands outstretched to grasp the ethereal,
A partner unseen, yet known by heart,
We tango through nebulas and supernovas,
Bound by the gravity of our own desires.
Dare to step into the unknown,
Embrace the distortion of truth and light.
Whispering Stars
Void Pantomime