Blue dream, spill your neon on my skin

Let the midnight tide pull my pulse within

Synthetic stars drip like ink across the sky

I breathe you in, a lullaby that will not die

Hovering in the hush between two heartbeats

Your echoes twist like smoke in violet sheets

Fade me out, dissolve the edges of my name

In this blue dream, I burn and bloom—untamed

This is real, the static in my skin,

the midnight pulse that pulls me in.

Neon heartbeat, soldered to the sky,

we burn our names on liquid light.

No mirror left to prove we’re here—

just voltage kissing every tear.

Touch the wire, taste the spark,

tonight we’re ghosts that leave a mark.

Echoes drip from concrete veins,

but every drop rewinds our chains.

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Neon tides reflect your face,

I drift on pulses, zero gravity embrace.

Synths bloom like comets in our lungs,

we speak in frequencies, unsung.

Time folds—two heartbeats syncopate,

every touch rewinds the fate.

Hover in the hush between the beams,

trading tomorrow for lover’s dreams.

When the city’s lights dissolve to gray,

your echo still loops in my veins to stay.

Tide pulls the moonlight over my skin,

I breathe in salt where your silence has been.

Heartbeat in stereo, soft as the foam,

you’re the wave I never bring home.

Blue-dark momentum, spinning me through,

every horizon is folding to you.

Sleepwalk the shallows, whisper and gleam—

love is the ocean and ocean is dream.