Dear Vega, glowing fires
Temporary echoes
Dream tarantulas weaving semi-permanent twilights
Across your jovial lattices.
Yours in spirals, Cassiopeia
The void is a gentle embrace, dear Auriga,
Turn the constellated pages,
Wander amiss among your nebulous threads.
Whisper my explorations into the glimmering ebon.
Credited by the swan, Cygnus
To Orion's belt,
An iridescent message
Stitched in stellar dust
By voices that whisper through kalpataras.
Penumbra, the ethereal artisan
Dear Quasar,
Our maps as relics, cosmic scrolls unraveling
Their ceremonious elegance
To entangle woven destinies, once above.
Luna's gentle hand
Pathways perfumed with the starlight of memories
Route back to Sol's warm whispers
As verdant echoes find distant mutual offenses.
Eros, the perennial wanderer