Ode to the absence of echoes.
Floating whispers, crystalline dusk.
Muted colors dance, elongated shadows weave.
Reaching; touch the solemn cheer of indigo nights.
Within depths, waters churn layers.
Collision of slumbering orbs.
Look closer and unravel!
Across the horizon of what-is; hear: silence sings.
Intervals like heartbeats --- forgotten lovers at dusk.
Desire knots below waning echoes.
Dream bold whispers - continue the journey.