In intangible embrace, neighbored by wisps of yearning
lies a tale wrapped in night
silken and semifluid, echoing legacies
Sank into forgotten twilights and barley-treated dawn

Soft whispers rain like sugared dust
They curve delicately around time, infinity steeped
Nameless entities skirting the bounds of possibility
Bathed both in light impossible and vision intangible
See the shadows
Reach their hand

Scribbled remnants of crystalline secrets
reside each day beneath an occupied or absent sky,
in abodes of resilience
Everything silently choose its own displacement.
Yet even here kingdoms hold dialogues subtle,
where words speak tender in novice tongue