Echoes that reverberate in the silent void,
whispering symphonic echoes of dream.
Flickering remnants of dusk dance
in the hues of solitude where
tomorrow melts into yesterday's warm embrace.
The product of starlit thoughts, an array of visions—each desire a mirror fragment reflecting a language of lost infinity. Join me in the trickling echo river where thoughts and flesh intertwine in symbiotic whispers.
Argosies of yawning mystique sail unfurling sails upon the sea of unspoken breaths. Embrace the luminous void, for it speaks truth only in the symphony of silence.