My Soul

As the silver moonbeams wrap the sky,
Even the stars ache for your radiant grace.
While sands whisper secrets to the silent shell,
Are you not the soul-treasure hidden in my depths?

With a smile as fragile as a bead of dew,
Why retreat to your ivory shrine, veiled from my sight?
Though I brush your walls like a soft, fleeting ripple,
I long to dissolve into you—
To flow as a restless tide and wake as the pearl in your heart. 🐚✨