I have read about Casanova, Cleopatra in the pages of lust and seduction; Whose eyes were made of love and perfection. I have read about the cosmos, about the space, about the time, about space-time, the dimensions, about parallelism in universe, And also about your selectivity Of actions and words. Strip me your thoughts of far away world of granular dust hovering around. The art of seduction, as the books mention, is a sardonic expression. Space and time slips away to a world where 'Einstein' is an alienated term, with you standing naked with your words, alongside me. Looking beneath all the myths and theories, I find your eunoic to be far more seductive.
I am Timeless.