In the shadowy alcoves of forgotten reverie,
the outline of a whisper gently embraces the moonlight.
Glimmering edges trace the canvas of the night,
each star a witness in this serenade of silence.
Beyond the luminous horizon lies the echo
of twilight's breath—soft, incessant, like a melody
sung by twilight's lingering ethereal hum.
Here, dreams intertwine, unveiling secrets
whispered by the silhouettes in nebulous waltz.