Whispered layers unveiling
the echo of a forgotten truth
wandering through vineland dreams.

Your thought touches upon my shadow
untangle threads taught by the moonlit river,
tracing infinity on dust
where constellations embrace memories.

Do you remember
the clock that cycled our breaths
repeating its symphony?
Open the door again to tomorrow's empty space.

Mental tapes rewinding
performing starlit circulations.
Do you see?

A glint in the silence
where the cosmic tide ebbs, revealing:
fringes of thoughts like silken webs on dew.
Click to forget this second, for it mirrors twin
reflections cradling a whisper.

Echoes off, ripples afar
through cerebellum roots and
intertwined fate wiggles. A lost leap
to avatars unheard, breathing and sounding
onward once more.

Conceive yet another cycle,
as molecules converse telepathically, influencing,
this spectral wave, marked as sound and thought.