Subtle Pulse

Echoes in the dark, the silence start, just a low end hum, playing his part. Footsteps on the

concrete, the rhythm takes hold. Heartbeat syncopated, story untold.

Minimalist drum, snare in the void. Every pulse a promise, carefully employed. Subtle pulse,

through the night it gleams, lost in the frequency, chasing electric dreams,

feel the baseline drop, a tremor in the air, weightless and unbound,

beyond all compare. Flicker of the street lights, a digital maze, caught in the current,

through hazy days. Stripped down to the essence, no need for the frills,

only the pure beat that endlessly thrills. Subtle pulse, through the night it gleams,