In the liminal folds of existence, where time and passion weave like intertwined lovers, we find ourselves suspended on the precipice of unknowing. Your gaze penetrates the cosmos, reflecting galaxies yet to be conceived, each a testament to the infinities we dare to traverse together.
When your hands brush mine, a symphony of particles trembles to life, dancing through dimensions unseen. Such elegies of longing create echoes that ripple through the very fabric of spacetime, imploring even Schrödinger’s devil to reconcile the paradox of our union.
Can we not explore a universe where quarks intertwine like lovers' fingers, creating a sonnet of superpositions? Let this moment be immortalized in the silence of stars, a silent testament to our quantum romance.
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