A flicker of a smile, like starlight scattered upon the ocean's face, ignites the horizon of our discourse.
"Is it you, or the moon that pulls my heart into the skies?"
The night breathes secrets as we dance on whispers, each step a subtle rebellion against the ground we know.
❤️
The gravity of your gaze entwines with the mirage of this moment, a symphony played on invisible strings.
"I would drift eternally in your constellations."
Beyond the veil of dreams, our voices unravel the very fabric of this reality, stitching together a tapestry of unspoken devotion.