Nova

A celestial dance, infinite grace in the grandeur of ancient yearned place. A Red Giant lassos his pearly bride, keeps her from roaming the desert face. A vow is exchanged, a cosmic bond living, alive with galaxy, given one to another by God; Adjoined Space. In the depths of tandem harpazo, a love beyond our understanding; has coupled reciprocal, a birthing primed to know. Lies the truth that binds us all. A ballet for recital, of widst gems divine amidst and showcase prime, meridian arrival. Bodies that are not our own-but owing to iconic avatar- webbed in their entwined bed of aligned magnetaur, lustrous gowns to abide, disrobe, abode. Their affinity of unity shines -forth betrothed. A radiant personae patronus light aglowed avowed bestowed to each other finds. "Genesis". Allowed, us to gaze upon this wondrous coronation corona Borealisis promenaded of bride's afterglow. In the eternal dance of time and space upon her face. "Satellite perishioners are we." The Crown and Astro jewel shows in the pregnancy of electrons. "Advocacy Dewdrop Weep". The White Dwarf, a royal sight wearing the Crown of Nova in the idealic bright. In the stardust, a dance unfolds in the verdant magic of a cosmic verse. A vow a white wedding, on sight. Of bond and light the Crown and Astro jewel at hand. A story told of Universes-Universal delight. Vespers of the facets bend, a lightning sent, reaches Khartoum, breaches Paris under Worm Moon. Eyes, compliant- like radiant whispers of the wind, beckons us to roam, ingathered tomes of spoken rune of - union in understood tongues. Through rustling leaves and rummage gentle sighs, gamma, alpha, theta, cosines our hearts streamed through our eyes- in constellation participle participant parts- carries stories of ancient skies of persistent Avalon. A cascading of secrets sheets its sunspot proximity to reach, in each ethered astero, a faeric-tale to unfold - radio activity-Aurora of unity chaste and battles won, in an aura and its keep to hold. In the desert cold of dreams chases beneath universal sun- of Pentecost, warming Nordic Frost of the voids of Ralkon Dis. Speak of wanderers and wayward bones, Of broken hearts mending their holes. Realming in this immortal coil. Trying trials in the truth that binds us all, Implies forever to fly- an echoed call and creates native soil.