Sands cover the landscape spewing steam.
The vast ocean surfaced with the grains I have discarded.
Passing through dimensions and space and time.
Passing through all matter.
I wait here on the rocky shores.
The shores of an unnamed planet.
What we have spans time.
I know beyond what the immediate senses are telling me
that you will soon emerge from the depths and upon
recognizing my presence, we can walk into the sunset
bordered by two moons.
