Love me she screams. She screams it so loudly it could be embedded on her chest. Her eyes scroll faintly across your brow and she glares deeply into your soul as she sinks deeper into the cosmos of her own mind, wanting you to save her. Save her from the racing thoughts and relentless noise. She wants to swirl and twirl and break into the cosmos. She wants to paint the skies with silver glitter and drown the world in velvet kisses.
She strokes the skeleton next to the bedside table as she bites downward onto the flower in her mouth. She wants to feel her surroundings. She wants to taste nature to its core. Taste it before she leaves the planes of this earth and transcends into the galaxies. She pulls you with as you dive into the stratosphere. Breaking boundaries and entering the void.
Find yourself surfing through the milky lane, through stars and nothingness. Ride through the nebula that has been gifted to you. It's fairly easy young pedawon, for you have been gifted with a target. It couldn't be any more evident. You lay silently next to her, as the lights gleam valiantly and illuminates her contours. As you grasp her tightly you realize that you have found infinity.