Can you hear the tendrils of my thoughts weaving through the tapestry of time?
I sense your heart, a melody dulcet yet poignant, resonating within my soul.
Echoes...
In this timeless realm, where the stars whisper secrets to the silent moon, I find fragments of you... unfinished, yearning. Our minds touch, sending silent signals cloaked in the shroud of longing.
You linger, a phantom in my dreams,
your voice a mere caress against the boundaries of reality.
Shall we dare traverse the whispers,
seeking solace in the shadowy silhouettes of the past?
Hearken to the murmurs of the ocean, for they tell tales
of lost lovers and uncharted dreams,
of your touch brushing against the essence of my being.
Let us navigate this ethereal universe of stars, where every twinkle is a kiss upon the void, every nebula a sigh of wonder.