Disarray of shuddering stars,
Gazing up unto the masses of possibilities, warm breeze seeping into skin. Gathered around were people in a cluster, eyes up to the vast masses looming over their heads, breathing in specks of dust.
Locking hands in a photo-op, smiles plastered on lovers faces. A ship in tow, sailing the deep blues and the shudders of stars, beginning a countdown with heads raised to the sky, atmosphere vanishing and swirling swift and bright. Hands locked in a lovers grasp, eyes closed against burning alloys and fissures in space. Across jagged crags, through torrents of light, down blisters of infinity.
Eyes to the masses, a shimmering distance of unfathomed, held breath curiosity, cheers rang oddly across the platform of beating hearts and lovers clutches. Above and racing, reaching farther from the core, eyes wide, breathing in fragments, touching down on meteors. Expanse out, flurry of adrenaline and weariness, the capture of the moment. Travelers in space, eyes meeting and seeing billions of stars glimmering in and out of life, taking in the mass of ebony black nothingness. Hearts aloof and pacing of a calmness.
Truth is fierce and merciless, shooting stars and pieces of charred metals, crumpled meteorites and floating essence. Bastardly emotions sweeping through the curious hearts, echoes of impact on rough terms. Flashes of light breaking into the severe blue, crashing down specks of possibility. Ringing melodies of eerie dead stars, the shiver of a slow tearing apart.
Motionless and falling, arms reach out towards the rings of Saturn, time stops ticking ticking.
Descending space and time, removing the helmet and retrieving the fragments of the lifeless atmosphere, dizzy stars dancing and engulfing.
Descending space and time, arms forced tight and fog covering glass. Breathing in shaky breaths and swimming into a smooth, blackened terrain.
A brush of sparking hope, turning and escaping illusion winds and maneuvering against thin, elastic walls. Outreached hope meeting outreached surrender, fingertips connecting briefly in a moment of parallel excitement before vanishing into the masses. Diving deep and low, following trails of orbiting bodies. Take it.
In an encore of frantic and determined faith, a solar wind carried out across the mass. Fingertips met, brushing of hope against ignited hope. Fingers entangled and met, forming into a single. Illuminating the mass with a spectrum and array of iridescent hues, frenzies of stars orbiting the expanding body.
Still tranquility.
A single celestial body shimmering in the mass, sheltering constellations of forgotten stars and soaring like a ship made of iotas of radioactive dust and broken stars, drawing out hues of colors and boldly glowing brighter. Ricochet of voices and terrestrial songs. Together, advancing time and space that had once been a cruel capsule of doubt, possibility shone from the fingertips, from the body in a dazzling self-proclaimed mass. Settling in among meteors and stars, the body begun. The body took in the masses, sheltering all it homed under its gentle rings and stashing it into anew galaxies. Velvet caress and silk epitomes.
Andromeda created and foraged, a new life of lovers touch and star hopes.
