Beneath the velvet canopy of a sky that knows no dawn, our whispers become entwined with the starlight. Words, like constellations, map an uncharted cosmos within the quiet of your gaze. Each syllable dances, echoing with the rhythm of an eternal heart, throbbing in a time-lapse of stolen moments.
In this endless night, where shadows play with the light, your voice is a haunting melody. A soft crescendo of passions suppressed and dreams unspoken, it lingers in the air like the scent of jasmine, rich and fleeting. The harmony of our silence speaks louder than the symphony of the world, a delicate dissonance that transcends the ordinary.
The moon, a silent witness, reflects our glimmers of hope and desire. Its glow caresses your face, making the contours of your soul visible, a landscape I wish to wander endlessly. With every breath, you draw me closer to the edge of reason, where love dares to be vulnerable, and I find solace in our unbreakable bond.