In a quiet fold of the starlit void,
where moonbeams waltz on whispers,
you find the voice of eternity, untamed and raw,
echoing through the nebula of dreams and desires.
Each pulse, a sonnet—
radiant comets etch verses
across the tapestry of your inmost thoughts,
a lyrical dance in the expanse of twilight.
A lover's breath on the fringe of silence,
painting the dark with colors unseen,
where every heartbeat synchronizes
with the cosmic symphony of unspoken love.
Stars whisper secrets
only your soul can hear,
a serenade written on the fabric of space,
untuned yet melodic, awaiting your touch.