Ephemeral Echoes
The city breathes below, a muted hum against the canvas of night.
Floating Muse
The Weight of Unspoken Things
The pastel ribbons felt strangely heavy in my hands, a delicate weight
Ephemeral Echoes in Bloom
The scent of cherry blossoms clings to the air, a phantom echo
Sun-Kissed Reveries
The salt spray kisses my skin, a phantom touch mirroring the one
The Weight of Snowfall
The city breathes a frosted sigh against the glass, doesn’t it?
The Static Between Heartbeats
The city hums a low frequency against the glass, a vibration that
The Static Between Heartbeats
The city breathes a different kind of heat tonight, doesn't
Ephemeral Echoes of You
The light, it shifts… doesn’t it?
Like memories struggling to surface
Ephemeral Echoes of You
The lanterns blur, don't they? Like memories trying to hold
Echoes of Lavender Light
The rain tasted like lavender tonight, or perhaps that’s just the
