The candle flickers, casting a golden glow upon the faded brushstrokes of a long-lost lover's visage. Their eyes seem to follow me, whispering secrets in a tongue that predates the dawn of our fractured world. It is here, in this sanctum of memories, that I find solace—a refuge where the ticking of the clock is but a fleeting shadow over the eternal heart's embrace.
Long have I sought your presence, wrapped in silken veils of time. A traveler lost between epochs and eras—a wanderer caught in the eddies of passion. Shadows dance in the corners of my mind, a silent gallery of yesteryears. Each touch, each glance frozen in delicate amber—a mosaic of the inconstant heart.
Summer's laughter echoes through the corridors of ancient stone, woven into the tapestry of your whispered name. My heart, an anachronism of longing, beats in rhythm with the stars' eternal song—a hymn to love's indefatigable spirit.