Time for Grace and Tom (part one)

Is this a future of gleaming steel and neon glow,
A man named Tom, with heart aflow,
Met a woman named Grace, beneath starry night,
Their love, a spark, burning bright.

Through the corridors of time they danced,
Their fates entwined, destiny enhanced.
Yet, forces unknown, a cosmic snare,
Ripped them apart, a cruel affair.

In the glow of a futuristic moon,
Tom and Grace, their hearts in tune,
Found love amidst machines and chrome,
Their souls connected, an eternal home.

But time, a trickster, with a wicked grin,
Unleashed a rift, tore them from within.
Tom thrust forward, Grace left behind,
A love so rare, time could not bind.

Across decades, their love endured,
Aching hearts, memories obscured.
Tom in a future, unknown and vast,
Grace in the past, love meant to last.

A temporal rift, a chasm wide,
Separated by time, on either side.
Their love a beacon, a cosmic plea,
"Find me, my love, across time's sea."

As stars whispered tales of love untold,
Tom, a wanderer, his spirit bold,
Sought a way to breach the years,
To wipe away those silent tears.

Through wormholes and quantum streams,
Tom chased the fragments of his dreams.
Grace, imprisoned in the past's embrace,
Longed for him in time and space.

Thus, the first chapter unfolds,
A love story across time it holds.
Tom and Grace, entangled in fate,
Separated by years, but never too late.