As the stars draped over yonder, We spoke of ethereal things, Of dreams tethered to the winds, Of the moon's gentle sigh.

"Why do we float in this cosmic waltz?" you asked, Your voice a melody, a note unending.
"Because gravity is but a silent song," I replied, "We ride the refrain of the infinite sky."

In these dances, we bound by no earthly chains, Leap beyond latitude, beyond known horizons, Finding silence between heartbeats.