drifting, like whispers over oceanless dreams
the galaxies, they collude in silence, weaving
stardust and memories, the cosmos' tender lie
each star a heartbeat, a blink, a forgotten song
your heart echoes, echoing still, into the vast
and in that echo, you find my name, or perhaps
it is just the void singing, a serenade for the
restless mind, cast adrift on waves of time

once again, it hums, gently, in the cosmic cradle