Moonlit whispers against a velvet horizon,
the air tinged with unsaid words,
longing drapes the silence like a gentle embrace.
Your gaze—a constellation,
unreachable but persisting in the twilight,
igniting dreams upon the canvas of night.
Reach into the whispers where shadows speak,
and let their stories pour like rain upon petals,
stealing breaths, one after another, in quiet cascades.
Fleeting Moments
Ephemeral Glances
Distant Shores, Eternal Whispers