In the hush of time, where moments dilute like grains of sand beneath the moon, I find a quantum entanglement in your glance. It dances upon the surface of my eyes, a reflection on the longing for lithic eternity—etched, unyielding, yet delicately ephemeral.
Beneath a sky painted with the dreams of sun-kissed stardust, our words entwine, much like elusive particles in their cosmic embrace. There lies a stone, not merely rock, but a canvas of whispering reflections, murmuring secrets of ancient lovers lost in quantum farewells.
May I hold this stone, a symbol of our propitious reflections? And steal a moment to linger in the embrace of your voice, tinged with the sweet cadence of infinity? Explore our reverie that never was, where pieces of us remain, splintered yet whole.
Invocations of silence ripple across the cosmos, reverberating through the ardent crackle of celestial spheres. As we tread upon the silent crust of old promises, our pathways spiral into the serene abyss of timeless grace.