The Big Hug

Holding the whole universe within my arms...
Our particles appear to be stationed in their synodic conjunction, like the planet of Love in Retrograde.
While magnetizing each other with a force unknown to the five senses, but added a fifth dimensional conception upon it.
We're possesed by an energetic field that vibrates beyond this time's and space's knowings, centered and connected to this actuality, which is so unusually serene.
The fret of our hearts touching each other labels our origin and destination.
All meanings meet their mortality.
The All is serving our cause.
A blast of vital energy in my thorax reveals to me reasons of LIfe and existence
and a life that was inexistent.
You are me, and we are free.
You're the parts that make my parts a whole.
The way you gaze me answers all questions I've ever had
leaving just one to the rhetoric of our era...Is this a dream?
Ecstasy is running through the synopsis of a million thoughts.
Azure and indigo dissolve in one another, on the palettes of our etheric elements,
painting the nostalgia of our soul's prophase, division and reabsorption.