Celestial Whispers
The night, a tapestry woven by unseen hands, murmurs secrets in stardust tongues. An interlude of galaxies spinning, a romance etched in the cosmic ink.
Among the spirals and echoes of the universe, we find ourselves—a collision of cosmic dust and fiery passion. Your voice, a comet's trail, igniting the dark with brilliant fervor.
In this stellar embrace, let us dance—our steps aligned with the rhythm of celestial bodies, our hearts beating in sync with the pulsar's song. Here, constellations weave tales of longing and discovery.