Echoes of your laughter
Scatter like stardust,
birthing intimate constellations in an ever-rolling sea
where even silence
becomes a yearning poem...
The clock shatters at midnight
impossible to piece back.
I stand barefoot on shattered dreams,
painting our fears in neon hues
under a divine kiss.
Bow to the Moon
Fragments of your voice
dance on the edge
of shimmering fantasies
washed by the tides of
an unwhispered promise.
Visceral hearts entwine
in orchestrated chaos -
every touch a lingering
fragrant memory
everlasting
and ever
fleeting...
Branches in the Dawn
Write to me in invisible ink,
carved in
candelight's ephemeral sighs.
Do you remember
that embrace,
where worlds folded
into the reckless rhyme of emotion?
An erratic pulse—
blood and digital quivers
intertwining...