Whispers Across the Gossamer Gleam

The twilight speaks in hues of forgetting,
A palette brushed by celestial sighs.
Listen, and find the murmurs of twilight dreams:

Like stardust caught in the breath of dusk,
Each word a beacon lost to time’s eternity,
Reaching across the abyss to find you.

Murmurs of distant shorelines,
Frayed signals dancing beneath moonlit seas,
A chorus of whispers tracing ancient paths.

When night unfolds its velvet wings,
We are but shadows, tracing light’s breath,
Gathered at the edge of the universe.