In the twilight of whispered echoes,
a tapestry of thoughts entwined, woven of silk and starlight,
dancing upon the cosmos of breath.
Fragments of a dialogue cradle the dawn,
words fading into nebulae,
until meanings dissolve like morning mist,
escaping the entangled fates of a unified dream.
Along the edge of reason,
where silence speaks in verses unknown,
we wander the spacetime balconies,
watching the quantum waltz of ideas held captive,
yet free to leap beyond the veil.