My dearest shadows, did you hear the moon's laughter last night? How it danced upon the silken surface of the lake, weaving tales of our uncharted loves?
Your voice, a gentle hum in the corridors of my mind, resonates like the echo of thunder in a starlit sky. It is both a song and a lament, letting my heart touch the endlessness of your spirit.
On this quiet path, I walk hand in hand with the memories we forged in the ether. The whispers of our souls intertwine, forming constellations that only we can decipher.
In the corridors of our dreams, I feel you draw near. What is distance but a figment, a shadow cast by the sun upon the truth of our union?
May these verses find you, wherever you are—be it under the blush of dawn or the sigh of twilight.