Terraformation
You’ve held them tight with arduous hands,
Relishing the redolent scent of their hair,
Praying for the cacophony of the bond between
To dissipate into a carefully woven dreamscape,
Where there is no up and down—but side by side
Forever.
You screamed in spheres brighter than any morning,
Of worlds you’d create,
Terraformed from nothingness, luminescent hues of green,
Your love resembled divine prescience—you had it all,
But now this fortitude is mere dissonance of a barren moon,
And you begin to dream.
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