my astral expression is going to teleport into the premises of our dream tonight,
i'm going to settle in the mahogany of your night pajamas when you lay awake at 3 a.m listening to soft psychedelic songs that relax your cerebral tentacles, i'm going to rest in the chasms of your restful sighs and hum with my broken vocal cords at sacrosanct to not wake up your family, i'm going to break the languid interstellar laws of physics and science, there's going to be comprehended selflessness; moondusts and star powders will shimmer in space and cause a chaos of the love i have for you, it's going to exacerbate the war lasting for eons, but it'll only be a speck and no one would even notice it. i'm going to bend blackholes and bend minds to promise that my universe for you will be immortal, it's going to be a cosmological third wave of towering trilogy, my hands hold yours in the rain & we'll dance in it like we have tarantism. by the time it's dawn, time comes to a habitual standstill, the birds chirp in different notes, my ears vibrate, i open my eyes, i'm back in my room, you're gone, again.

一 for the girl who visited me in my dreams.