Point space miracle (P.S.M)

Point space miracle (P.S.M)
Promises in
Space and pacts through glances.
Millions of rises,
Paths that were sober,
Skies sending signals, channeled intuitions and
Minds that were united.

Particular astralities
Standing through love,
Meanwhile, the sky started an ode.
Pulling the pures
Straight to their whole,
Moving each piece instead of all.
Promises, they were promises:
Stated by the hearts and
Memorized by the souls.
Pacts made with the
Sky as a witness, were never broken.
Moving forces always stared,
Possibly looking for the way to
Save. The sun then sojourn,
Meanwhile, the sky started to burn.
Points were reencountering,
Saving the pures,
Moving through lures.
Please, tell me: What is your
Soul made of? It is
Made of millions of
Pictures of you.
Silence was screaming,
Meanwhile, minds were restarting.
Printed feelings:
Sailing through thoughts,
Memories were brought.

Point to your heart,
Silk souls never hurt.
Meanwhile, mirages disappeared.
Placing the blushed heart,
Since the eyes first met,
Mollifying the deeply intense inside wave.
"Preserve the key:
Somehow you know yours is the
Moon`s favorite". One in a million beat and the answer was given.
Permanence in love
Still persisted and the
Moon was there to advise:
Put your mind aside,
Share your heart to one,
Mirrors always smile.