A Quantum Bound Sonnet
On the endless horizon,
There’s a cosmic stage.
Melodies harmonize.
Melodies that engage.
Heartbeats sync.
Two souls of one kind.
Our spirits remain,
Forever entwined.
Galaxies between,
Our souls, yet in tune.
With a Divine purpose,
As one with the moon.
Like celestial bodies,
Our spirits align.
A symphony of souls,
Your fate, is as mine.
Hand in hand,
We navigate this expanse,
Tied by cosmic strings,
We cannot leave the trance.
Our minds intertwine,
A mirror's reflection.
Thoughts and emotions
Swirl in chaotic directions.
Whispers are carried
Through the cosmic range.
My soul is tethered,
Eternally estranged.
Through trials and tribulations,
We’re built to stand strong.
Through conscious desperation,
Just to live and belong.
My logic, unsure,
If one fails to exist.
Bound to another's fate,
Be it solace, be it bliss.
A quantum entanglement,
A rare gifted mind.
Where two walk astray,
To eventually align.
I find myself wondering,
Just who might you be.
When you view my surroundings,
Who's sight do you see?
Am I going insane?
Am I Connected to the divine?
I’m a figment of imagination.
But is it yours, or is it mine?
© Derek 'Abraxas Rebxrn'
There’s a cosmic stage.
Melodies harmonize.
Melodies that engage.
Heartbeats sync.
Two souls of one kind.
Our spirits remain,
Forever entwined.
Galaxies between,
Our souls, yet in tune.
With a Divine purpose,
As one with the moon.
Like celestial bodies,
Our spirits align.
A symphony of souls,
Your fate, is as mine.
Hand in hand,
We navigate this expanse,
Tied by cosmic strings,
We cannot leave the trance.
Our minds intertwine,
A mirror's reflection.
Thoughts and emotions
Swirl in chaotic directions.
Whispers are carried
Through the cosmic range.
My soul is tethered,
Eternally estranged.
Through trials and tribulations,
We’re built to stand strong.
Through conscious desperation,
Just to live and belong.
My logic, unsure,
If one fails to exist.
Bound to another's fate,
Be it solace, be it bliss.
A quantum entanglement,
A rare gifted mind.
Where two walk astray,
To eventually align.
I find myself wondering,
Just who might you be.
When you view my surroundings,
Who's sight do you see?
Am I going insane?
Am I Connected to the divine?
I’m a figment of imagination.
But is it yours, or is it mine?
© Derek 'Abraxas Rebxrn'