Beneath the hues of twilight, where unseen forces entwine
In spectral dances around forgotten echoes
A soft lament speaks the truth of hidden hearts
In shadows, where time caresses
The lingering whispers of a presence
Unseen, yet felt in the soul's gentle tremor.
Oh realm of whispers and tender unseen specters,
Your tones paint the night with revelations divine.
Here, among unsung melodies, silent revelations shine,
In every mirrored glance, a tale untold unfolds.
Seek, if you dare, the tones hidden within shadows;
trace your fingers on spectral canvases of dreams.
Taste the whisper of starlight on your lips,
And know, only when the night breathes,
will it reveal the forest of heartstrings,
where every sigh is a story awaiting the dawn.