There are points of the universe that interconnect and replace themselves with loud crashing sounds that resemble hearts sailing out into the blackness of space at the speed of love.
And in those interjections of light, there I find you.
There isn't anything more delicate and precious.
Nothing smaller and more powerful, No nano technologies could out weigh the intensity that this homunculus reaction holds.

In the same instance, though
In this miraculous creation, everything that can exist is destroyed. A dark void of listlessness and arduous trials dwells within that space.

Simultaneously; the creation and the destruction exist.

When I the You reach out my hand to clutch the translucent electricity in the air between us my hand cuts through it like buttered water.
Narrowly it escapes my grasp like a free dancer stuck midair in the midst of a pirouette.