In the soft cadence of time's embrace,
Where past futures gather like lost dreams,
I find your essence woven in echoes—
A tale once whispered in obsidian night.

Amidst the flickering glow of ages undefined,
Our silhouettes dance upon silvered waves,
Breathing life into stardust memories,
As cosmic winds carry the scent of jasmine.

Let me trace the contours of your thoughts,
With fingers dipped in twilight's hue,
For in this realm of forgotten promise,
You are the heartbeat of every yearning heart.