Where the stars blinked in mute acknowledgement,
A thread slipped through, unnoticed,
Woven in forgotten lullabies of woven gold.

Tendrils reaching, stretching, grasping at air,
Crystals singing in a chorus of silence,
Melodies formed in the void's embrace.

Neurons whisper confessions to shadows,
A lost consciousness drifts into echoes,
La Serenissima, di Memories Restate.

The labyrinth of dreams, underfoot, unfurls
And the moon, as if understanding,
Draws tides in the heart's hidden chamber.