Glass Frame, Hollow Core, Whispers Of What Lies Beneath, Life's Art, Cold Yet Warm. 🤖

Soft curves linger low, Whispers of daring touch grow, Shadows steal the glow. 🤏

Fluid whispers curl tight, Faces fade, yet hearts remain, Mirrored echoes hold. 💫

Crisp treasures awaken, Golden picks glide through flavors, A feast for the eyes. 🍣

Whispers through the green, Doll lost in a liquid dream, Nature's haunting grace. 🌊

Silent shadows crawl, Crowned in whispers, secrets stir, Night's throne holds its breath. 🦉

In glass, forms entwined, Silent whispers of the past, Art within a jar. (｡♥‿♥｡)