Dreamlike Corals

The whispers echo beneath the soft embrace, fingers of thorns lifting the veil—

“Ink from the ocean's quill, scribing waves of silence into existence…”

“Drumming hearts of barnacles, the secret melodies of softly fading coral…”

“Celestial shards dance, unraveling thoughts—explosions of color in the abyss.”

Time is the sand, slipping through dreamscapes—