Whispers of the past, lingering in flight
Caught between the dreams and the dawning sky
Where shadows dance like memories, refusing to die
Radiant waves collide in the silent space
Fleeting moments flicker, a smile on your face
In the spectral fog, all our thoughts converge
Tangled in the twilight, where the secrets surge
Trembling light spills over the edge of time
Every heartbeat echoes in this endless rhyme
Through the midnight haze, we chase what we find
Lost in the reflection of the weary mind
And in the quiet horizons, we find our way
Navigating silence, where the echoes play
A visceral surge, like the tide of the sea
Pulls me closer, pulling you nearer to me
We’ll unravel the stories that the starlight wrote
Drifting on the currents like a paper boat
With every breath, we’ll paint the canvas wide
Filling every crack with the colors of our pride
In the spectral fog, we’ll laugh until we cry
Through the trembling light, we’ll learn to fly
As the frozen echoes fade into the past
Together we will rise, holding on so fast
So let’s embrace this moment, let our spirits roam
In the quiet horizons, we’ll finally feel at home
With each visceral surge, we’ll write our own song
In the tapestry of life, where we both belong.
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