/ soft echoes resound in hollows forgotten / ramblings in corners left to dust
the trees sway, and the air tastes like last night’s rain another life unravelled beneath moonlit curtains dreams tied to stars that never return—
And she said, "Have you ever watched the sun bite the horizon?" as if every silhouette craved thirsts unslaked, past memories soaked in dappled shadows.
like old songs woven in threads of silver waves breathe in, breathe out gather time itself in your palms.....
In this distant hum, pollen floats like careless autumn leaves twirling stories etched in twilight breaths, dances of infinity where seconds stumble.
Murmurs stretch beneath lilac skies... An echo of a moment, gleaming in the corner of a waking eye. If you close your eyes, listen, truly listen.
How many heartbeats, between
/ are they rhythms you dance to...? / are they breaths you find between starlight....?