I dream of love as time runs through my hand Prompts

I dream of love as time runs through my hand. These dreams that tie two hearts that will never die. I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand

I dream of love as time runs through my hand. These dreams that tie two hearts that will never die. I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand.

what I see in my dream at night, photorealistic, high detailed, an image from a wonderful dream,harmony and endless love ,infinty

what I see in my dream at night, photorealistic, high detailed, an image from a wonderful dream,harmony and endless love ,infinty

my heart is on fire, dreams turn into flames, piano beginns to burn

An award-winning double exposure oil painting masterpiece inspired by the timeless emotion of Unchained Melody. The central figure is a solitary, longing lover—either male or female—reaching out with outstretched hands toward an unseen, distant other. Their expression is one of deep yearning, eyes closed as if lost in a memory or a dream. Within their form, the double exposure reveals an ethereal landscape of two souls intertwined by invisible threads—silhouettes of the lovers, their faces fading into the mist of an oceanic horizon or beneath a sky full of stars. The scene within the figure’s outline unfolds like a story of longing and connection: a shoreline bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, the waves crashing gently as they reflect the emotions of love’s deep, unbreakable bond. Light swirls around the lovers, enveloping them in a soft, golden glow, as if their love exists in a timeless, almost celestial plane. The soft, translucent waters of the ocean appear to reflect memories—perhaps a distant touch, a first kiss, or a shared moment under the stars. The palette evokes the timeless nature of the song: deep midnight blues, soft silvers, warm golds, and the iridescent glow of moonlight on the water, contrasted with the figure’s soft, muted tones—suggesting a vulnerability and fragility. Brushstrokes are delicate and layered, allowing the two worlds—the figure and the landscape—to blend seamlessly, creating a visual flow that captures the eternal pull of love, even across time and space. Themes of separation, devotion, longing, and the eternal connection between two souls are explored with a sense of yearning and passion, making this painting an intimate tribute to the enduring power of love, as expressed through Unchained Melody.

Our Time A rare gentleness lies over her, as if molding clay to her wish when she strokes my face. Her tiny hands tell of a delicate feminine beauty that can be felt like bittersweet kisses under a resigning sun. My senses, a dry lake, now filling to its limit as I close my eyes, ready to drown. Death no longer frights me but to live for only this moment in our time.

what I see in my dream at night, photorealistic, high detailed, an image from a wonderful dream,harmony and endless love ,infinty

what I see in my dream at night, photorealistic, high detailed, an image from a wonderful dream,harmony and endless love ,infinty

I hear Love and I don't hear my thoughts I hear your suns and planets I hear your joys I hear your sorrows The harmonies that fill your nights The lovers and the madmen that sleep under your skin I hear your truth and I hear the lie And a little warm agony sweetens my blood intricate, highly detailed, crispy quality, dynamic lighting, hyperdetailed and realistic.

Find you With most gentle of sighs my spirit is released as I step into my world. Anticipating greatness beyond all my dreams, my gaze pierces through the fear of losing what I found, commanding all darkness to kneel and give way for the pale morning. Truth bends our world from the hands of shadow; the world is naked. In the heavens of my depths, once whipped and torn as if by the hands of invisible giants in rage, now flow gently and soft as pools of wisdom, letting the young suns crown of pale gold and emerald green spread like birds in flight across the skies. Eight hundred beats away what I searched, longed for and what is finally mine can be found. Love is but a word without the passion given by the morning sun to what lie dark at night. Eight hundred beats and a soul on fire, eight hundred beats and my love can be found

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body view HD Photo. Nights in white satin Never reaching the end, Letters I've written Never meaning to send Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before Just what the truth is I can't say anymore. Gazing at people Some hand in hand, Just what I'm going through, They can't understand Some try to tell me Thoughts they cannot defend, Just what you want to be You will be in the end 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish Orange sunset in the background. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

They come and they go, layer upon layer, hiding what lies beneath. I wonder sometimes, will they withstand the rain of truth, or will the colour of lies shine through? I am no angel, no ideal man, nothing great but still happy. Since lie is truth, tainted is pure, should I abandon all hope? Should I question my ideas, dreams and above all my love? No, never back down on what's been said. My ideas may not be great, but they are mine alone. My dreams for others seem tiny and pale, but they kept my head high. My love no one understands, throughout my life it will keep me warm. A simple man, that is all I am. ,

Craft an Old Master painting-style image ofI never feared death before the angels embrace. Worthless, useless like tainted water I slipped through the Cracks of reality. All in the past now, like Phoenix I rise, a new man! I breathe for her, feel for her. I dream for her, cry for her. I love for her, show passion for her. I live for her, smile for her. Always for her.

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body view HD Photo. When I met you in the restaurant You could tell I was no debutante, You asked me what's my pleasure A movie or a measure, I'll have a cup of tea. And tell you of my dreaming. I don't want to live on charity, Pleasure's real or is it fantasy, Real to real is living rarity, People stop and stare at me, We just walk on by. We just keep on dreaming. Feet, feet, walking a two mile, Meet, meet, meet me at the turnstile, I never met him, I'll never forget him. Dream, dream, even for a little while filling up an idle hour, Fade away, Radiate. I sit by and watch the river flow I sit by and watch the traffic go. Imagine something of your very own, Something you can have and hold I'd build a road in gold, Just to have some dreaming, Dreaming is free. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish Orange sunset in the background. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

I hear Love and I don't hear my thoughts I hear your suns and planets I hear your joys I hear your sorrows The harmonies that fill your nights The lovers and the madmen that sleep under your skin I hear your truth and I hear the lie And a little warm agony sweetens my blood intricate, highly detailed, crispy quality, dynamic lighting, hyperdetailed and realistic.

I hear Love and I don't hear my thoughts I hear your suns and planets I hear your joys I hear your sorrows The harmonies that fill your nights The lovers and the madmen that sleep under your skin I hear your truth and I hear the lie And a little warm agony sweetens my blood intricate, highly detailed, crispy quality, dynamic lighting, hyperdetailed and realistic.

Craft an Old Master painting-style image ofI never feared death before the angels embrace. Worthless, useless like tainted water I slipped through the Cracks of reality. All in the past now, like Phoenix I rise, a new man! I breathe for her, feel for her. I dream for her, cry for her. I love for her, show passion for her. I live for her, smile for her. Always for her.

Craft an Old Master painting-style image ofI never feared death before the angels embrace. Worthless, useless like tainted water I slipped through the Cracks of reality. All in the past now, like Phoenix I rise, a new man! I breathe for her, feel for her. I dream for her, cry for her. I love for her, show passion for her. I live for her, smile for her. Always for her.

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo of Heart and soul I fell in love with you. The way a fool would do, Madly, Because you held me tight, And stole a kiss there in the night. I beg to be adored. Yes, and I lost control And tumbled overboard, Gladly. That magic night we kissed Oh, we kissed, There in the moon mist. Oh, but your lips were thrilling, Much too much too thrilling, Never before were mine so Strangely willing. Darling, and now I see What one embrace can do, Come on and look at me You've got me loving you, Madly, That little kiss you stole All my heart and soul. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish Orange sunset in the background. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body view HD Photo. Nights in white satin Never reaching the end, Letters I've written Never meaning to send Beauty I'd always missed With these eyes before Just what the truth is I can't say anymore. Gazing at people Some hand in hand, Just what I'm going through, They can't understand Some try to tell me Thoughts they cannot defend, Just what you want to be You will be in the end 'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish Orange sunset in the background. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo of Heart and soul I fell in love with you. The way a fool would do, Madly, Because you held me tight, And stole a kiss there in the night. I beg to be adored. Yes, and I lost control And tumbled overboard, Gladly. That magic night we kissed Oh, we kissed, There in the moon mist. Oh, but your lips were thrilling, Much too much too thrilling, Never before were mine so Strangely willing. Darling, and now I see What one embrace can do, Come on and look at me You've got me loving you, Madly, That little kiss you stole All my heart and soul. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish Orange sunset in the background. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

Two souls stand hand in hand beneath an endless sky, surrounded by a dreamy, surreal landscape bathed in celestial light. The couple glows faintly, their silhouettes gently illuminated by the starlight, gazing into each other with tenderness and quiet intensity. Their presence radiates intimacy, caught in a timeless moment where reality and fantasy dissolve.

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