Whispers through currents, carving silhouette echoes of twilight,
untangle the threads of silent screams and hold the shimmer tightly—
what remains of twilight dreams? Ever enshrined in the infinite depths?
Hands in the murk, reaching for glistening fragments of yesterday—remember
faded verses, unseen and yet whispered by the cosmos.
Here, where shadows tangle, absorbing the light of forgotten stars,
drifting in landscapes of the mind, refracted light transforms a veil.
Each wave a heartbeat, persuades the motions in flood—a tale told forgotten.