Whispers of the Unseen

In the whisper of pines, where shadows entwine,

Bigfoot lingers, a ghost in the mist.

Eyes like embers, steps soft as the tide,

Calling me deeper, where secrets persist.

Oh, cryptids of night, in your veiled embrace,

Hypnotic and wild, pull me into your space.

Mothman unfurls wings of velvet and dread,

Loch Ness awakens, from depths long unsaid.

We dance in the fog, where the unknown resides,

Fun in the fear, as the moonlight confides.

Yeti on peaks, where the cold winds conspire,

Chupacabra’s thirst in the desert’s desire.

Jersey Devil leaps through the pines with a grin,

Wendigo hungers, where the wild things begin.

Kraken stirs oceans, a symphony deep,

Thunderbird soars, in storms we can’t keep.

Oh, cryptids of night, in your veiled embrace,

Hypnotic and wild, pull me into your space.

Skinwalker shifts under stars that deceive,

Flatwoods Monster glows, in the eve we believe.

Dover Demon watches with eyes wide and strange,

Bunyip in waters, where echoes rearrange.

Yowie in shadows, elusive and true,

All of you legends, I’m drawn into you.

A little bit spooky, yet soothing your call,

In hypnotic melodies, we rise and we fall.

Sleep now, dear wanderer, in cryptid’s soft thrall…

(Fade into whispers, where mysteries enthrall.)