In the twilight realm where shadows converse,
Fragments dissolve into velvet memories,
Walking paths of light dipped in lingering haze,
As lost echoes realize their silent disconnection.
The reflections shimmer and ripen under moody suns,
Tangled this allure, the soft sighs of wisteria,
While fractured dreams entertain filigree tales,
Offering elixirs of stark whispers in twilight's grasp.
What creature lurks behind this glimmering visage?
New ambition extends fragile fingers beneath real infinity.
Parchments of the fleeting brush busting through silk,
What glimmers in the void resides only in our gaze.
A pause; full of ruin and restoration, anchored,
Retrospection, obscured feedback loops disintegrating calm,
Into strands of color drifting neater than airborne breaths,
Yearning always for blossom beneath dim arcs.
Curate a tapestry upon this phantasmal shore, shared expansion fades, things we invented just phases shook from frost.