Stardust

The dew unlocks slowly,drips from the deepest chamber,this gradual tide born from you,*the root of my every overwhelming need.The rise and fall of your breath,*my sweetest vast atmosphere,all glows in your presence,*the darkness of your absence*is just as isveçbahis beautiful.*A universe temporarily without a sun,lit by countless fading galaxies,*pressures of ecstatic planets burstinginto a ceaseless strobe of luminous stardust.This is the isveçbahis giriş time without you.The dew unlocks slowly,flows from the most rapturous channel,I believe I can taste the soul from here,the very root of your most bare being.The rise and isveçbahis yeni giriş fall of a pulse*like a feverous whirlwind,all burns within your presence,the darkness afterwards*is just as beautiful.A universe settling after being*so exposed to the flash,lit by possession's fiery*torrents,the everlasting glow of stardust*spread along everything I am.The universe moves slowly,but will inevitably turn to youand call to me from the deepest channel,the root of how beautiful you truly are.*