In the gentle embrace of evening's mist, secrets lay hidden,
Our eyes speak softly, as rain whispers to the leaves,
unfinished poems float like dreams upon the murky surface ⌇
unbound by time.
You were there in every droplet that fell whispering,
blue shadows dancing across memory's sacred pale contours,
It aches when passions merge like rivers lost in storm,
tangled in the haze of twilight and absence's echo shelf §
my heart, a vessel enclosed.
Embrace the wistful cascade, all that languishes below,
forgotten melodies hum above the misty expanse,
Sailing among sweeping veils of silver glint, their paths echo.