In the quiet arms of the cosmos,
where stars whisper secrets to the void,
I found your voice, an echo in a forgotten galaxy.
Your words danced like celestial light,
illuminating paths in the dark tapestry of night,
a melody woven through time's gentle sigh.
We talked of comets and their fleeting trails,
lovers in the universe's grand reverie,
tracing constellations with our dreams.
Beyond the horizon of what is known,
lies the heart of a supernova's embrace,
where our souls intertwine in their eternal waltz.