We once walked
through the labyrinthine depths, where the sea's breath sang softly.
Fingers dancing like luminous tendrils,
meeting the spectral bubbles of whispers.
Your laugh shimmered
amongst the verdant luminescence, tracing arcs of midnight blushes
across fragile memories, shimmering like whispers caught in gentle silken nets.
In this ocean of gentle whispers and bioluminescent sighs,
our truths resided, embraced by celestial currents, whispering
tales of forgotten lands.
Her voice, opaque yet vibrant, carried with it the last flicker of intimate secrets.
Thus, into the silent echoing abysses, we whispered our infinite threads
gliding past the fractures of time, drifting into fragrant radiant voids
where light itself dared to weep.