The gentle swirl of wind through the spinning leaves tangoed above, while scents of electric secrets fluttered beneath peeling raindrops, ballads from past eras gently strumming on the summer violins.
Dance beneath the tremors of broken equations; the universe whispers the spark of delight as candles smolder in a night attic, secrets draped in moth-eaten blankets.
Where shadow turns to light, unexplained fears dissolve like cotton candy kisses, yet dreams turn, churning solemn waters with shadows stirring at midnight.
Will I know you? Careless leaps into a whirlpool's secret.
taste reality like strawberries filled with forgotten rain. Will they recall laughter sealed in echoes?
Children search for
retreating footsteps——they wander in fields striped with the embers of yesterday. Echoes glimmer as they gather madness like a child collects dandelion fluff in an innocent heart. Shall we leap into the unknown where goodnight lingers for just a moment? Explore a dreamless void?
But beneath that song lies a tremor, a shapeshifting cry in the void beyond the soft pastels that swirl through the mind... what awaits?
Here be butterflies, find their embrace among the lost and forgotten margins of memory.
Covers of breath lies barred beneath laughter—innocence still alive.
...if I close my eyes... will tomorrow awaken? Or was it merely a shadow dancing to the lullabies of yesterday?