airstage

Hearts collide in neon light 💗,

Taste the smoke, it’s cherry night 🍒,

Shadows fade but I ignite 🔥,

Skin on skin, this fire’s bright 🌌.

Your breath was a spell, and I forgot my name.

Eyes like velvet night, driving me insane.

Whispers in bloom, sweet like cyanide rain,

Touch me again, I won’t be the same.

🎀 Third spark. 9 ❤️ = next lyric unlocked.

She’s here. A new voice joins the journey. 🌙🧸

🔮 **The journey’s still on. 9 ❤️ unlocks the next starlight.

A voice found under moonlight. A truth told in steps.**

Call me fern, call me flame,

I left my story without a name.

Whispers rise from roots unseen,

I am the forest. I’ve always been.

I walk the line the stars forget,

A promise made I can’t regret.

No one knows the world I see,

But echoes still remember me.

This piece explores the quiet intensity of knowing—when prophecy burns quietly through candlelight, and a single name echoes in the shadows. Inspired by ancient symbols and silent longing, this visual-poetic duet was created to be seen and heard simultaneously.

This chorus merges mysticism and fate into lyrical fragments. The visual pairs with the melody’s hidden pulse—like tarot cards waiting to be turned. The blue in her eyes reflects inner certainty; the cards, the candle, the incense—they are all instruments of knowing.

Petals fall in quiet rows,

Echoes bloom where no one goes.

Hearts don’t cry, they just compose—

A song too still, nobody knows.

Tippy toes on marble dreams,

Chasing echoes, chasing beams.

Every giggle wakes the spell,

In the garden, secrets dwell.

I’m lying where the stardust hums,

My suit stitched from the midnight drums.

A galaxy I wear like skin,

Where silence sings the world within.

I wait where silence used to hum,

Tracing echoes that never come.

My thoughts like tiles beneath my feet,

A stillness too sharp, too bittersweet.

Evening folds the sky in flame,

Your name returns, but not the same.

Where silence drips, I stand and choose,

To hold the light or lose what’s true.

Twist the moon, blink the sun,

Paper hearts come all undone.

Hide and seek in velvet tones,

Dancing shadows claim their thrones.

Bloom bloom, doom doom,

Lick the light in the perfume room.

Drip drip, flip flip,

She hums like bells on a candy trip.

You never said goodbye,

So I keep dressing for your eyes.

In a room we never shared,

I still wait like it’s alive.

I wait where the sunlight never lands,

Hands reaching for a past that never ran.

You’re just a shadow on my skin,

But I still bloom for you—again.

No vows, just vibes—

I give you this ring, not to bind but to bloom.

In every ripple of this pond,

you’ll hear my heart say ‘I do.

In waves of me, you echo blind,

Color-spoken, thread-defined.

I wear the past in spectral lines—

No map, just hum, across the mind.”

Spilled the red, still we glow,

Little feet in chaos flow.

Oops and giggles, crash and bloom—

Love’s a mess, but make some room.

Head full of memes, perfume like dread,

Lip gloss glitchin’, thoughts unread.

Clickin’ her nails in a lo-fi thread,

Eyes say “huh?” but her heels stay red.

Love.exe can’t be found,

Sprinkling salt, so slay, so sly,

Lime on lips and a wink in my eye.

Air smells like grills on a rooftop high,

Mood hits crisp—snap, crackle, fly.

Hands to lips, hush-mode engaged,

Eyes eat stars in a glassy cage.

My breath tastes like jasmine rain,

Whole world blushin’—but I stay strange.

Where music doesn’t stream—

it activates.

No compression. No compromise. Just clarity.

You don’t just hear it.

You absorb it.

🎶「We bloom where the dark begins / Eyes like spells under porcelain skin」

🎶「He waits in hush with golden pride / Guarding dreams we dare not write」