A shadow once spoke,
To its shade in a dreamy mist,
As they danced in a cosmic cloak,
In a world where nothing exists.
Their whispers echoed in the void,
As the stars gazed in awe,
And the darkness became overjoyed,
At the sight of this surreal flaw.
The shade sang of a mystical land,
Where rainbows fell like golden sand,
And the shadow listened, entranced,
As the universe around them danced.
In this strange world of surrealism,
The shade and shadow were not alone,
For they were joined by the prism,
As they journeyed to the unknown.
Together they roamed the abyss,
Where the sun and moon coexist,
And the shadows of reality dissolve,
In this surrealist world, they revolve.