Drifting Slow

Drifting slow on a silver stream. Caught in the web of a lucid dream. Stars above hum a quiet tune. Soft as the glow of a midnight moon. Whispers dance through the ocean breeze. Secrets sung by ancient seas. The world is quiet, the world is still. Echoes bend to the night's own will. Moonlit waves, they call my name. Hold me closer with no shame. Weightless tides where I belong. A fleeting hush, a siren song. Velvet skies wrap the world in blue. Each moment fades, but it feels so true. The clock stands still, it takes no toll. Night unheals my restless soul. Colors blend like a painter's wish. Swirling deep in a cosmic dish. Fingers trace the fabric of time. In this realm, everything's sublime. Moonlit waves, they call my name. Hold me closer with no shame. Weightless tides where I belong. A fleeting hush, a siren song.