When the wind howls for secrets, hear the whispered lullabies from the moonlit coast—cheers of radiant silver sing to the wandering souls enclosed in dreams. Come, you missed lovers, follow the spiral textures of night!
Oh luminous ballet of shadows, step forth from behind the curtain of day. Crescent shaped glances at romance peel back the murk—songs carried by old trees are woven into fragile air...
The velvet strum atop wandering minds beds down beneath laughter too sweet—dancing moths flap, twirling whispers dress in fog whilst paradox breathes lost in laughter.
Cotton candy clouds brush fingertips—a bedside hymn before oblivion. How it hums, it draws you closer still. Open your heart to the estando below, beyond still waters, forever reconciling rest and flight.
This debonair silence pulls you like national anthems in cryptic forever. Delve into moonbeams' wonders. Arrange the fragments and uncycle time scuttling below the waves.