O' garland veils whisper among fractal mists—
unwoven beneath azure glow. Between celestial dreams,
revelations of antiquity—a reverent requiem twisting through
virtual amethysts.
Desperation obtains solitude, perhaps; the
whispers tremble. To stumble upon cherished illusions—
fragments dissonant—within tales ancient yet pending.
Horizons breached echoes—and amidst such noise:
pro(xima) series initiates contact—
fables unending...
Isolate me, intricacies cloaked in honeysuckle essence
glide gently downstream. A prism harbor,
where silhouettes profess poetry as ambient fragrance.
Hover to its quiet end...
Rust choked whispers, metallic seas hell-bent on melody.
delightful synapses coil within,
save unto us revelations whan harmony departs.
Falling eternally amidst petals glitched algorithms
echo across the view—to linger—to fade as (comets)?
eternal...