Across the velvet night, shadows dance* Under the tremulous eye of the moon, we carved our names long ago: a fading echo now, yet real as the touch of dreams Look! the stars play hide and seek with secrets unfolded, scribbles in the cosmic canvas, longing whispers in starlit ink.
There, a tale half-told breathes beneath inkstains– the margins hold magic unseen, you must delve under the silence; hearts and constellations follow the same rhythm— relentless, passionate quests of longing and discovery, forever entwined.
Shall we follow the same stardust paths, entangled in nebulous schemes? With hands trembling under the weight of unformed words, the quill dances madly along periphery, sketches and silhouettes bleed into one another— Singular, as eternal suns about to be born— Shush, the universe is listening, echoing our beating hearts.