FADING DISTANCE – Cinematic Version
By Vera Von Monika
I. The Call
Shadows spill across silent corridors,
steps fall like whispers on marble floors.
A distant voice trembles through the air,
fragile as glass, fleeting as a prayer.
I reach… but only emptiness answers.
II. The Drift
Time bends, stretches, fractures around me,
like smoke weaving through iron and stone.
Moments fold, slip, vanish between fingers,
each heartbeat a fragile echo of you.
The night drags me along its currents,
yet you remain just out of reach,
a silhouette in a wavering light.
III. The Chase
Windows tremble with the city’s breath,
neon flickers like a pulse I cannot catch.
I call into darkness,
hoping you’ll answer my trembling words.
Rain drips from eaves like falling notes,
each one a rhythm of longing,
each one a step toward the impossible.
IV. The Fracture
Hands stretch through shadows,
brushing threads of a memory that refuses form.
The world twists, yet you evade the edges,
a phantom tethered to my chest.
Storms of silence coil around me,
and every thought of you is a spark,
burning, fleeting, and untamed.
V. The Refrain
Fading distance, a cruel melody,
a bridge I cannot cross,
a song that only the night can hold.
Every glance, every breath,
folded into the spaces between us,
where longing is the only companion.
VI. The Lament
Even if I fall through the void,
your shadow will haunt the horizon.
Stars fracture like promises,
moonlight carves your absence into the dark.
I trace your shape in the silence,
my fingers on echoes,
my voice on the wind.
VII. The Release
Until the night dissolves into dawn,
I remain here, between the lost and the near.
Distance stretches like piano strings,
vibrating with the weight of unspoken words.
And though the world moves on,
and shadows fold back into themselves,
I carry you across the empty halls,
a fire in the dark, relentless, eternal.
VIII. Coda
The echo fades, yet never dies,
and I walk forward,
the memory of you folded into every step,
every note, every breath,
a phantom symphony
of Fading Distance.
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