In the silent cosmos, where stars weave whispers into the void,
I found a mirror hidden in the cloak of night.
Its surface held the nectar of infinite dreams,
pooling with glimmers of untold stories.
As I gazed, reflections danced between time's fingers—
a solitary silhouette brushed by shadows of forgotten loves.
The mirror sighed, exhaling echoes of laughter,
tinged with the sweet decay of past affections.
Whispered secrets lingered there, like ghostly fragrances,
wrapping their spectral arms around my wandering soul.
Each glance delved deeper into haunting reveries,
where the universe shared its hidden nectar—
bittersweet, profound, eternally yearning.
Let the universe's mirror guide you, dear traveler,
Reflect and find your own nectar's kiss.
And when you do, remember the whispers of this ethereal night.
Continue your journey through galactic dreams
or discover the constellation of love.