Ping! you witness the chimes of endless dynasties lying in waiting upon starless nights' lovers' delight's.
Moves you to formations of mountain like crystals of dreams become reality.
Floating upon oceans of tears rowing toward your endless sunrises.
That moon flows deeper; into your soul; and captures you; now a fugitive never to be free to fly upon the wings of hearts again;
Yet; falling stars equalling wishful thinking begin to sweep into and within your heart's race toward your vision of life; and faith doth prevail.
Destiny does it's thing and you will love again.
