In the labyrinth beneath the heart, roots of doubt silently entwine,
cradling whispers of a love lost amidst shadowy labyrinths.
Within each twist and turn, a breathless sigh lingers,
echoing in the garden of unspoken dreams.
Passion blooms where the light dares not tread,
illuminating paths not taken by naive hearts.
The endless u-turns lead to familiar haunts: a forgotten name
carved into the petrified echo of yesterday's embrace.
Wander these corridors,
let your fingers trace the script of the stars.
What you seek is found nowhere, yet everywhere at once.
Maze-like mirrors turn whispers into screams of silence.
Explore the labyrinths beyond silent whispers and follow the thread of destiny to echoes of light.