In the silent corridors of tomorrow
Where whispers trespass into twilight,
I find you—
A specter adorned in the hourglass silk of dreams.

Beneath the moon's inverted glow,
Written in stardust and shadowed ink,
Are the murmurs of your laughter,
The echoes of a heart draped in constellations.

Listen to the frequency of our clandestine revolutions,
Feel the caress of unsung melodies trapped in the weave of time.
Remember that each tear is a comet's tail
And every sigh, a new orbit forged in the fires of our eternal embrace.