Under the same velvet sky, we'd wander, hands intertwined, spinning dreams that collected like dust upon the moon.
The night sways to our symphony, where stars linger and soft echoes of our love pirouette in disarming rhythms. Again and again, a loop of promises whispered in the breath of the night.
Much like stray notes in the symphony of our eternal dance, every step leads us back to the beginning. Can you hear it? The lullaby that never stops, forever enraptured in the echoes of our romance.