Within the shadows of twilight's embrace
Where whispers of forgotten dreams hover,
Voices etched in the cool night air,
Murmur secrets of ages past,
Laced with shadows deep and true.
Whispered destinies and
lost silhouettes,
They linger in the web.
Threads pull the fabric of skies apart,
Untangling destinies in the sighs,
Of winds that know all truths, all lies.
Tread lightly on the paths once paved,
By hands unseen, under the sun they sank,
Now moonlit, shimmers on cobblestones old,
They cradle whispers of ages foretold.
A flicker of sanity lost in the weave,
Echoes of laughter, ghosts of the eve.
Greatows let out cries unheard,
Marked by stars, a fate absurd.
Beneath the eaves of time's gentle fade,
Lies the pensive silhouette of a girl mislaid.
Heart fractured among gentle sighs,
Her dreams drift atop the night skies.
Find her in echoes of
floating specters,
Or tangled in
moonlit veils.