Starlight fractures against the silence, each twinkle
a kiss of forgotten dreams, flickering memories
spreading tendrils through the vastness of stillness.
A heartbeat lost in the void of ever-expanding night,
while shadows whisper secrets of ancient worlds
drenched in the perfume of cosmic dust.
The moon bleeds silver onto the canvas of oblivion,
ethereal forms, dancing in the embrace of twilight.
Words unravel like ribbons slashed across the blue
of chaos, tendrils reaching for memory's echo—
where are you, forgotten yesterdays?
Celestial bodies spin, a waltz of fate and longing,
for in the cold grasp of the universe,
time stretches like a cat, languorous and infinite.
Fragments collide in the mind's eye—
a journey to the heart of desire, unraveling threads of consciousness.
What starlight sings of the day lost among stars?
Can you hear their cries, the soft serenade of potential?
Follow the trail of dreams shed like feathers,
each link forged in the furnace of hope.