Wandering in oddly surreal vision,
Witnessing the melodic, vivid scene of us.
I swim to the river, knowing it is a dream, but I hope that multiverses are real.
As the clock ticks, I am dragged unto the cruel and inhumane reality.

I appear into reality as I feel the golden radiance's warmth melancholy within, thy embrace I long for.
If the string of red between us isn't connected, then I'll search for it and knot it, even if the Fates are watching Lovestruck by your stares, your glare is all that I flatter.
I come forth through the matrices of incandescence just to catch myself mesmerized by the matrix of your beauty — Eyes dark as the rain, but beauty within, Smile so radiant my eyes can't look within.

Thou art conundrum...