We're rocketing through galaxies, spinning through black-holes; hand in hand we swim right up the milky-way. It's taken this long to get to here, 3 weeks and a billion kisses, we don't even know who we are anymore.
We had a pitstop at Jupiter to refuel our spirits, before zooming on into the next utopia. Perfection after perfection we wave to Hubble and dance in circles around Cassini, laughing, beckoning, gasses burning right in front of our eyes. Next stop: Andromeda!
The moon is finally on my side. Pixellated, distorted, pigmentations, it's full of colour. Titan, Olympia, Cronos, Eris, Dysnomia. Names of Greek, Latin, Mayan, Aztec. Where are we going, we don't know, there are no answers, we keep foxtrotting forwards.
Indigo. Amber. Cinnamon. Aubergine. Jaune. Noir. Rogue. Vert. Aquamarine. Heliotrope. Cosmic latte. Amethyst. Cobalt. Teal. Topaz. Maroon. Violet. Incarnadine. Khaki. Periwinkle. Ochre. Terracotta. Nigricant. Vermilion. Zinnober.
Cosmic dust perches on our shoulders, everything is the colour of the sable horses back home. Earth is so far away, looking behind us we can barely even see the Virgo Cluster anymore. Cartwheeling through time and space, we are the clouds, the particles. We are atoms of life.
Our brains are liquefied and we are death itself laughing.
This is where we will be, heavens stretch on forever, dark matter expands our horizons, new territory every day. Unexplored, only the stars burn now. Planets of every shape and size dodge us and we are flying we are swimming through nothing.
Who are you and who am I are no longer relevant questions.