Random borealis breathes an unanswerable touch; love's never failing hand softer than lips kissing the north wind, in daffodils. Wake! stars cry out, crashing from northern skies into deep ends of oceans and giving memory one last glance, passing through time and the regretful realms of all that is unbroken; untangling the fractured seconds and orchestrating them into fate's final movement.... un-alone. Misery's dream account is erased. All of now's tomorrows are loved. Finality's dance is unfading.... staying and consorting to endure across oceans of time.