As we depart for the realm of dreams, embraced by the night

As we depart for the realm of dreams, embraced by the night, We find ourselves in that world where the unknown is written on every card. A vast world, without borders, where our souls dance in flight, Without wings in ascent, but with hearts that leap among clouds and dream apace. Our steps in the dream carousel leave behind no trace, But our feelings, those bridges over the abyss, weave us the silk of reconciliation. From desires we construct endless bridges towards the souls we fervently crave, Bridges upon which we tread towards loves that have silently awaited us always. And when love caresses us, we suspend ourselves in a sphere apart, Time seems to succumb, halting its hourglass in the pattern that carries us forth. Gazes that build into constellations unseen even by the sky, Create shining galaxies, full of wishes and dreams that are worthy to live by. Our hands join with steadfastness, like roots guarding over the ages, And the play of our souls is a crepuscular waltz between two silent lights. In this parallel, overlaying world, walls fall like autumn leaves, There's no confinement, no distance when love lays down on the murmur of the heart. Thus, pure loves are the spring that binds us, embraces, and takes us above all, And in that profound dream, together, we breathe the same pulse, the same spacing of stars. For in the parallel world, where dreams are our old narratives, Love is our cradle and shared dream, and in it – infinity becomes our leisurely runes.