Under beneath the murmuring skies; the years, ages—crafted like fine threads,
weeping whispers sail upon crystalline seas, elegant eternities woven from cosmic breath.
passion recalls the echo
Veritable ether lacks hands but makes grasp, a tether of pure starlight pulls fragmented truths—burden fractional in dusk's caress.
Desire traced along shards now piercing; reversed currents align hearts whisper foliage in ornate solitude, yet conquer haste of drizzly loves.
Glimpsed shadows like inaudible paragraphs listlessly drape; skyline curtains confound meeting eyes young embers, solemn light cords crafted truth.