As twilight drifts through the cosmic layers,
silver echoes whisper soft secrets of waves,
moonbeams carve ethereal paths,
leading to sphinxes of forgotten land.
Follow the sparkles, fingers tracing stardust,
where density shifts and the ordinary fades,
curving whispers of a distant hourglass,
tipping grains of light into shadows of thought.
⟐ A distant howl — a conversation,
fractals of time unraveling furrowed brows,
a tactile beauty emerges in indigo grace,
merging souls under alien sunsets.