• Scattered fragments of the past,
    Spill over a colorless canvas
    Like memories
    Of lives once long forgotten

    We search for these little things,
    In hopes of finding meaning
    Within something bigger than us,
    In order to understand it.

    An infinite luminescence
    Forms detectable impressions
    That possess countless stories
    Of heroes and heroines

    I have come to find
    Warmth in your arms
    Calmness in their stories
    Peace in the moment

    Can we cuddle under these constellations?