"Universal Thought Process.": She has given me everything.
From water to air, to seasons to sustanence.
Molding the fragile existence of life.
Beautiful, seductive, but also rash.
Many years unnoticed, walked on, ignored, forgotten.
It's like knowing the elegance of stars, but never taking a look.
Millions of years defining her attire and appearance.
Was it all for me or is it in my head?
Whether it may be light or dark she has shielded me.
Never too hot to burn, nor too cold to freeze.
Lacking communication, ethereal, my own version 2.0.
If it means hell to pay to have her at least I know where to go.
So I mus...