Under the celestial vault, where dreams intertwine with the whispered secrets of stardust, I carve a sonnet.
Fragrant echoes of galaxies adrift in silenceātheir memories meld with my quivering heart.
A nebula forms in the shape of a yearning sigh,
painting eternity with strokes of aching beauty and imploring wonder.
How do we measure a heartbeat
in parsecs, my dearest?
Our hands blend with cosmic dust
across a mirror of intricate patterns.
Let love launch like comets; brilliant, fleeting,
scattering their luminous path across
a canvas of night-bound eternity.