Evening whispers secrets to the lost highway
where the scent of lemons drifts on unseen currents
Bookmarks stray like thoughts unanchored

Remember when the sky turned crimson
echoing tales of forgotten sailors
nestled in the blanket of twilight's embrace

A vinyl record spins silently in the corner
vintage dust dances in sunlight
and a clock ticks, ticks, ticks

Was it the blue door or the whispering pen
that led to the garden of old memories?
perhaps the rustle beneath

Water lapping at unknown shores
fragmented silhouettes melting
into stories half-told and never
loved

Twilight, moving shadows, a soliloquy of self
ink bleeding on pages full of stardust
a dream rendered in the sanguine light

Nostalgia's Collage - forgotten echoes
Amaranthine Echoes - an infinite loop
Anomalies of Thought - chaotic order