The stars whisper secrets only the heart dares to interpret, their luminous tongues flickering in hues unknown to mortal eyes. Therein lies the dance of a thousand cosmos, twirling to the rhythm of a forgotten universe, where lovers sail on rays of starlight, guided by the pulse of a celestial heart.
How absurd, this love for galaxies untamed, where each comet's tail is a sigh, drawn long and languid across the velvet sky. The void sings, a symphony of solitude, yet here we are, entwined in echoes of a grandeur unseen, hearts stitched to the fabric of space.
Do you hear it? The gentle beckoning of the cosmic tides, calling us to realms uncharted, where every kiss is a new constellation, every embrace a black hole's tender pull. Oh, how the universe trembles at our audacity, drawing maps of our desires on the celestial dome.
Yet, in this relentless dance of stars and time, what is the measure of our love? A quasar's blink? A neutron star’s heartbeat? Silly questions for a silly heart that dares to feel beyond the boundaries of here and now—a heart adrift in the cosmic sea.
So let us wander, dear stardust partner, through this cosmic labyrinth, where each path is lit by the glow of a million dreams. Together, we shall rewrite the orbits of our souls, tracing infinity with the ink of our laughter.