Once dismal and solitary In this endless night Reaching for the event horizon Such is the grip of solitude Along the realm where stars realign Behold a structure with no body A shapeless design, ageless and afloat The majestic ritual of the passage of time Departing forever, arriving nowhere but furled together Dreamily, and pressed upon us The one last breath before the eruption Into colours and a desperate haze Sanguine and abounding Unsung, the forbidden lore lost In the lustre of everything In a vacuous stream of the infinite black Set alight and woven into the fog As you and I swayed In the glow of a dead star