As I stand upon the deck, gazing into the abyss, I find you in the constellations—
familiar and distant like the first taste of a lover's kiss, lingering in the dark blue ether.
Star Atria guides my thoughts, a compass spun by passion and dreams yet uncharted.
Here, the horizon meets my longing, a line as fleeting as the signs you leave upon my heart.
The moon weeps silver tears upon the silent waves—
each droplet a memory of whispered vows, lost in the wind's embrace.
Tonight, the sky carries your name in the constellations: Orion, Cassiopeia, Andromeda.
These celestial bodies are anchors for my restless soul, guiding me to shores unseen.
With every star I sail, I find the dreams of our yesterdays and tomorrows entwined.
Dawn breaks with a serenade of colors, a reminder of your warmth fading in the morning light—
yet the night sky keeps your essence alive, woven in cosmic threads.
Your laughter echoes in the silent voyages, a melody played on the strings of nostalgia.
Do you hear it too, dancing among the stars?
My navigation is no longer of this world, but of a heart adrift in celestial tides.