Cosmic Ends to Limerence
The interminable experience of limerence, but the universe will end one way or another…

Living in limerence in bubbles of dreams I scheme sketching, perfecting all the ways we shall meet a thousand lifetimes lived a thousand lip-tips kissed a thousand shattered slivers of souls you’ll never miss stretching joys to stratospheres in crushing sweet defeats bringing trinkets, bobbles, toys bowing, kowtowing on the brink, to break innocence tearing across beyond universal edges crying, dying silently slipping away in heat death
Days give way to weeks, months, years to reveries played un-dissuaded by logic or reason on endless repeat hearing, revering pictures of you to the beats of heart-racings each act fine theatrics with staging construed the troupers all trained to stay on the page reading too deeply between their lines only tributes to you as we commence to end this beginning
Living in limerence I cease to exist outside the abyss of this mania I make a millionth of a wavelength a million fluttered moths a million rolling bearings upon this heart to cross constructing, redacting all wisdom and rhyme anxieties piquing marking my time second hands ticking tocking along a metronome pushing the pulse of my song clashing, contracting to a flaring white dot
Flaying this skin for a chance for a part could I possibly win at a quarrelsome art in spaces temporal liminal, literary too searching, besmirching a name in the dirt forgetting where I am in the twitter of a flirt pondering possibilities searching for loose ends to rescind the fantasies that fly us to the moon before the bubble bursts its expansion lightening quick blink away equilibrium stays new order constructed in vacuum decay
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