whispering shadows diaphanous echoes
the mind's labyrinth embraces
a forgotten trail of once-familiar words
ink on whispering pages
rebirth in the tinctures of twilight

listen close
secrets tangled in hair
the wind doesn't forget
pulse quickens restless beneath
a tapestry of lies woven truthfully

paths of intention cross unintended times
voids of silence echo utterance
when clocks forget to echo
moons are cast in stolen shades

the silence wasn't there
all along there were whispers
hidden behind unopened doors
shadows harbor the softest light

breathe, count the sighs
one, two, three, countless
a cacophony of solitary notes
symphonies in rhythm with the dark

eclipsed thoughts linger, stay
here where time's fabric stains
forgotten auras of yesterday's dreams
open the book with no title
within lies the absence of words
written in the language of the dark