Sparks fly, fell from the sky, Ebulliently between our faces. Telepathically, our minds were connected. Hopelessly hoping partiality has not faded. whispering at every tree as the wind blows by, to remind you to not forget even though time has past by. Love once circled our universe. Often I wonder if time could reverse. Gaze at the brightest and most lustrous star from far away Ardor is deeply craved. Those Nights are when I dream of you. Always.