In the arms of the eternal waves, we whispered secrets lost to time, echoes of a forgotten lullaby that dances across the azure twilight.
The scent of salt and the gentle pull of the tide are our witnesses, veiling us in the shore's intimate embrace. Beneath the moon’s soft gaze, our shadows intertwine.
Let the whispers of the ocean sing us to sleep, each note an oath to the memories etched in sand, which the waves cradle, then reclaim.