A small token

What worlds could i have foreseen

hadn't we exhausted time together?

In what immortal labyrinths
could have my words possibly seeked refuge?
 
What pure noetic algorithms

haven't you freely brought about on me?

In what utopian awe does your horizon dwell,
how does your gaze surpass entropic linearity?

Instantly you level abysmal inhumanity,
 rationalized, raw, chaotic status quo.

Unique in transcedental grace,
a touch, you are, beyond belief..