In the realm where dreams collide,
Where celestial wonders reside,
I pen a tale of grand design,
The Celestial Machine, divine.

In a dance of cosmic symmetry,
You, my dear, parallel the machine,
With every breath and every stride,
Unbelievable comparisons arise.

Like a machine, you are precise,
Effortlessly navigating through life's device,
Every move calculated, every step refined,
A symphony of grace, a sight so kind.

Your mind, a labyrinth of gears,
Whirring and spinning, conquering fears,
Thoughts like clockwork, a rhythmic flow,
Unfolding mysteries as you go.

Your heart, a furnace of pure fire,
Burning with passion, a celestial desire,
Emotions like cogs, turning with grace,
Creating a melody, a celestial embrace.

Your voice, a melody, resonating deep,
A symphony of words, a secret to keep,
With every whisper, a celestial tune,
Enchanting souls beneath the moon.

And like a machine, you never tire,
Fuelled by dreams and burning desire,
Unstoppable force, an unstoppable might,
Illuminating the heavens with your light.

Oh, Celestial Machine, oh, wondrous you,
A tapestry of marvels, both old and new,
In this cosmic dance we intertwine,
You, my dear, a celestial design.
The Celestial Machine.

Authorship by Dr. Dashaun Snipes
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®️ The Celestial Machine
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