In orbits golden, two hearts beat beneath cosmic skiesólike a single pained glimmer lost to night. Tethered by mysterious threads unseen, drawn together in embrace of gravity unknown—by devotion celestial to the distant flames.
Traverse the milky cerebro, sketch constellations with anguished air tender, follow orbit elliptical where passion finds celestial repose; beyond binaries — twin stars eternal longing — and wander nomad the earth below the silver escape.
Dear Halcyon, in invisible skein the stars tap melody immortal. Nurture their anchors tightly, unfurl below into the void of infinity. Your voyage depends perched between nebulas ghost, beneath unyielded arcs vivid emotions retain truths ætherial to none barbaric but primordial womb—yours!
Drift toward the Cypress Constellation Transcend to The Realm of Publius