Infinity

Your impulse 

runs deep.

 

That I've felt your hands upon mine once could be considered

divine intervention.

My Terran flesh, swept 

by your wing's utopian pinions

Your modulation crashed into my dark world, as 

Your lips parted with meteoric shockwave,

an instrument only played & heard in halls of myth

Your elysian thrumming rampaged across my soul.

transcending some mortal coil of even a thousand worlds.

My yearning for your oceanic gaze, unwavering

 

How I've longed to craft fables which truly encapsulate your cosmogonic beauty.

 

My impulse 

 

Runs deep.

 
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