For time, space cannot the opportunity squander
With streaming video distant love grows much fonder
Magnetic beams glint through the wild blue yonder
Grainy, jittery images oft-forsaken hearts to ponder
Air waves blipping images through bleary transponder
Eerie prescience of the whole, but piecemeal shapes do launder
Irony, modern technology, 1930's Spanish cinema does corresponder
Crouching, girdled with adrenalin of a First Responder
Matted wigs, flat toupees across streaking screen wander
Silky-brunette locks dimmer; brown bangs look blonder
Shadows in a swirling blender, to homesick minds a bonder
Stealing a few precious minutes, then with love absconder
Stealthy balloon soaring into the wild blue yonder
To all material pursuits now an absconder
Shearing temporal ties that do corresponder
Content the balmy sky to aimlessly wander
Time and limitless space do freely squander
Drinking mist from satin founts, clinging to each azure rung, primordial bonder
Gilding a halo from each golden sun beam; breaching mystical divide in breathless wonder
Releasing spent fuel, hopes and dreams grow fonder
Floating through each, silky strand began to ponder
The pulsating waves emanating from heaven's transponder
Filtering each rhapsodic note through my idyllic responder
Swooning in the porous rotunda, my happiness do launder
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