In the quiet embrace of a velvet night,
a dance unfolds beyond our gentle sight.
The stars click their heels,
spin in circles of silver silk,
twinkling giggles of the cosmic ballet.
Glimmer, glimmer little distant friend,
where does your circle begin, and where does it bend?
Around moons that waltz in palatial dreams,
silk ribbons of light tied with silenced screams.
Would you like to follow these patterns perhaps?
What songs do you hum when your night cap snaps? We dance in reverberations none can ever prove,
follow the whispers here to oust illusions and tattoo the night.
Stars yawn softly, spreading wide their beams,
confetti in endless, starlit streams.
Go, little wanderer, chase the muzzle of light,
adventure waits beyond this night's gentle embrace.