In the shimmer of the night, we ride the electric tide,
Liquid frequencies collide, where the shadows hide,
Thoughts intertwine as we drift on this dream,
In a digital bloom, nothing’s quite as it seems.
Ethereal waves calling with a siren’s song,
Every heartbeat pulses to the rhythm we belong,
In the realm of starlit skies, we find our place,
Chasing futures woven through the veil of space.
Riding on a synaptic pulse, we surge and we glide,
Syncing up our frequencies, just let the night decide,
Echoes of tomorrow whisper secrets in our minds,
In the vast expanse of silence, our connection binds.
Neon lights are painting dreams in colors yet unseen,
Every whisper carries vibes where our hearts have always been,
Through the maze of digital lace, we dance beneath the glow,
And as we pulse sync onward, together we will flow.
The universe a canvas, painted bright with every spark,
Through the depths of cosmic echoes, we ignite the dark,
Every note a heartbeat, in a symphony so true,
In this moment, infinite, it’s just me and you.
So ride this synaptic pulse, let the current carry on,
Finding beauty in the chaos, like the magic of a dawn,
As the echoes fade away and the final shadows fall,
We’ll treasure every heartbeat; together, we’ve had it all.
Electronic
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Electronic
Synaptic pulse, liquid frequencies, digital bloom, ethereal wave, pulse sync