murmur  *  (in the dusk)

The midnight air carries a lingering kiss, oh the forgotten songs wrapped in silken shadows, yearning to be sung. Here lies an unspoken reverie, etched in the cosmos' expansive embrace, whispering celestial lullabies to restless hearts.

Lost between the stars whispers echo soft, marking time with an unsteady beat; they dance, a requiem of breaths held at the precipice of dreams.
The moon - silent witness to a fervent embrace, casts its glow, a vial of distilled night folding within the tender sighs.

Here lies the solace, wrapped in a veil drawn taut by hands unseen – yearning, murmuring secrets spun from the silk of distant dreams. Music of the cosmos, a cadence invisible yet deeply felt, playing through the heart's uncharted sea.