There are echoes inside me. Millions of resounding chimes. That speak of rising future-scapes and temperamental climbs.
These eyes reflect my vibrancy.
This laughter, my starlit song.
Each dimple writes a symphony.
That sings my soul along.
These echoes, they enfold me.
Time slips from my embrace. Though, time may melt and mold me, these dreams are mine to chase.