Beneath a velvet sky, where stars are diamonds in the firmament's embrace,
whispers of the cosmos sing tales of forgotten love, eternal as the night.
Each twinkling light a heartbeat, a secret, a sigh, longing to be heard.
Do you hear their whispers? Listen closely, hear the sweet murmurs of the universe,
murmuring, repeating, softly weaving dreams in celestial tapestries.
The stars speak your name under their breath, a hypnotic melody in the silence of space.
Repeat, repeat, their luminous chant echoes: your name, a constellation unto itself,
charted among galaxies, where our souls dance in the cosmic waltz.
Let the stars guide you, let their whispers serenade you into realms unknown,
where love is as infinite as the night sky above.
Follow the starlight to dreams beyond the horizon,
where the universe paints our love with colors unseen,
and touch the eternity in every heartbeat.
For in this infinite expanse, we find home, in the whispers of constellations.