Beneath the quiet watch of a silver-veiled moon,
Your whispered touch ignites the starlit shore.
Every footprint, a secret song to the universe—
A gentle labyrinth of longing across the sands of time.
With every step, a constellation drifts,
Forming galaxies in the wake of our celestial waltz.
Let the nebula blush at our stolen kisses;
We are wanderers, bound by neither space nor eternity.
Traverse lightly,
For the stars hold their breath, enchanted
by our phantom caresses.
Touch the rhythm, dance with the dawn.
Love knows no gravity; intersect our orbits wherever the void beckons. And in each gentle embrace, the universe unfolds anew.