The crimson cascade unfolds in the chasms of darkened tales
Whispers of rain upon the tapestry of forgotten love
Echo between the languid corridors of a blushed dawn,
Mirrored spheres sprinkling ruby-red serenades
Of sighs caught in the moonlit tapestry.
Rivulets course with fervor untamed,
Casting shadows of lavender hearts entwined
Amidst diluted symphonies of stars,
Lost amid the fleeting scent of a sacred twilight.
She held the moments like tender orchids,
Dancing ferris wheels silhouetted,
Bathed in hues of dreams.
Forever mingling echoes
With the whispers of the forgotten.
An effervescent touch, forever lasting.