Hypnotic Sonar Pulse

The echoes resound, softly, gently. In underwater realms,
love embraces us with every pulse,
whispering secrets, forgotten desires.

Time quivers in its wake,
ceaselessly, tenderly weaving its melodic charm.
Like silk upon the skin, unfurling forgotten verses in embrace.

Yearnful hearts listen, to the language of the brume,
encrypted murmurs of past romances
journeying through seas of quintessential longing.

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