Between the lines of passion and flashes of light, splayed images linger, whispering the unsaid.
Your breath dances upon my skin, echoes amplifying in an ever-cascading reverie.
A shivering flicker, perhaps an echo of forgotten dreams? What crimson threads bind our minds?
I grasp fleeting shadows cast by glances, as if trying to weave the fabric of a twilight air.
Your warmth suffuses the distance; thoughts intertwine in the realm between pulse and silence.
Here lies the art of translation – birthed from the fears, aspirations, and breaths we forsake.
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