In the gentle embrace of the misty twilight, where the horizon kisses the stars, we once whispered dreams wrapped in golden threads. These were the echoes of unforgotten lullabies, haunting the edges of our memories.
The air was perfumed with the sweetness of wild jasmine, intertwining with our voices like phantom dancers twirling in a candle-lit hall. Each word, a petal falling from a sunlit past, each sigh, a ripple across the tranquil lake of our souls.
As the silver moon spilled its secrets upon the earth, we saw the shadows of old views—visions blurred by time's tender hand, yet clear in their longing. They spoke of love laid bare, of passions ignited beneath the canopy of a thousand stars.
Let us wander these ghostly pathways together, hand in hand, beneath the weight of dreams that once were ours. Let us find solace in the echoes, in the spaces where silence reigns and the heart's desire dances free.
Dreams & Visions