The vernal proms evanesce, leaving traces of
serendipity in the sand dunes,
where shadows dance in auroras unseen.
Whispers of crimson echoes, fleeting beams,
surrendered whispers to the marbled dusk.
A nocturnal prance upon ethereal waves,
where sylphs weave stories into starlit abysses.
Decipher the dialogues the rustle cradles,
conversate with destiny beneath the restless arbours.
Leave them breadcrumbs to twined dreams:
Glimpses in the Interstice,
The Invisible Wink.