In the dance of the unseen ripples, the particles hum a melody, tell me, are you listening? A song woven in the fabric of the void.
The spectrum spills colors beyond sight, painting the air with silent vows, electric dreams linger, suspended in the luminescence.
Through corridors of light, whispers of quantum paths glide, softly singing the probabilities that weave our reality.
Magnetism, a lover's embrace, curling around the secrets of time, while electricity dances with the stars.
Feel the luminescent caress, glowing words painting the canvas of nothingness, as the universe hums its eternal hymn.