My life is situated between metaphysics and clitoris

My life is situated between "metaphysics and ********", a bridge of dreams and flesh where reality shakes off its cosmic dusted wings, a labyrinth of memories and desires flowing like a river of time, flowing incessantly in the space between stars and skin, a secret alchemy of soul and body, where each touch is an incantation and each thought a falling star. I remember how I walked on unknown lands, on paths of light and shadow, seeking answers in parallel universes, while feeling the electric thrill of life pulsing through my veins, a deafening silence in the midst of the storm, a call to the depths of being, where desires fraternize with eternity. I was a traveler in my own labyrinth, exploring the hidden corners of the mind, where dreams meet reality, where each touch was a gateway to infinity, each whisper an echo in the caverns of the soul, a dance of shadows and light, a sacred ritual of knowing and feeling. Each day was a new adventure, a new chapter in the endless book of existence, where metaphysics and ******** merged in a waltz of life, a fragile balance between thought and feeling, between dream and reality, between desire and knowledge, a miniature universe, a labyrinth of stars and shivers. And in all this journey, I felt that I was part of a greater whole, a fragment of the infinite cosmos, a spark of life in the grand dance of existence, where each moment was a gift, each touch a revelation, each thought a journey to the stars, an unwritten poem in the pages of my soul, a song of the universe, an echo of eternity.