The paradox of longing intertwines with the scent of a thousand distant suns. Each moment stretches across the fabric of time, cradled by the sweet caress of whispers pressed against the veil between realities. The texture of your laughter becomes entwined with ionic particles in the ether — we are lovers of an ancient, alien rhythm, mapping emotional constellations til punctuated by ephemeral absence.
Among the relapsing cycles of mysterious gravity, pulses a truth - hunger for connection that defies the shackles of distance. I find you in every shimmering fragment, every silence speaking only in the language of unfulfilled desire. This shipwreck of starlight reminds me, our souls encircle all possibilities like orbits endlessly spiraling through unseen universes.