The word galaxies comes to mind often when it wanders to you.

Endless majestic grace
Endless, majestic, grace

The kind of darkness you want to get lost in, wrapped up in, absorbed in

A kind of royalty and beauty not found on earth

Some type of magic

Untouchable but always, always there.
Consistent day in and day out. Even when I can’t see you and the clouds get too thick to see the stars, I know it’s there.

Stars flow through like the most natural thing

You are a million existences in one. You are everything and everything is in you. It is you.

The kind of mystery you’ll never solve but always want to know.

Endless, majestic, grace

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