Wisdom of the Serpent at Dawn

In twilight's embrace, the serpent coiled,
Whispering tales of forgotten love,
Where hearts entwined in the shadow's dance,
Elegance borne of the moon's soft sigh.

"To kiss the dawn is to forsake the night, yet therein lies the path to wisdom untold."
— The Serpent's Lament

Beneath star-kissed skies, the woman wept,
Her love a lingering fragrance in the mist,
The serpent traced each tear with silent grace,
Crafting a melody of radiant despair.

"The heart of the dawn is woven with threads of both light and shadow."
— The Serpent's Dream

Today I wandered where the rivers sigh,
Seeking echoes of your laughter, lost,
Each serpent twist a memory, a sigh,
In the embrace of morning's tender light.

Melancholy's Reverie
The Serpent's Cave

A letter sealed with wax, bearing a secret of love lost.