In the space between heartbeats,
where whispered shadows dance with the
luminescent flare of stars,
I find you, framed in eternal twilight.
We are ripples on an ever-still lake,
echoes of laughter borne on invisible
strands of moonlit harmony—
serene and restless, longing and
satisfied in the same breath.
Step lightly into the chiaroscuro,
where night's velvet embrace cradles
the embers of dawn waiting patiently
beyond the horizon's sigh.
Allow the echoes to lead you,
each step an echo flare igniting
the corners of dreams sculpted
in the gentle caress of your touch.
Arrayed with whispers of starlight,
the path twists into realms unknown,
yet familiar as the laughter
of an unseen friend.