Across the velvet void where silence sings,
Our love takes flight on incandescent wings.
No gravity to pull our hearts to earth,
Midst nebulae giving ancient stars their birth.
We drift where time is but a golden sigh,
Beneath the watchful gaze of a cosmic eye.
Your hand in mine, a spark in frozen space,
We find our rhythm in this hollow place.
The pulsars beat a tempo for our dance,
Wrapped in the shroud of a celestial trance.
Dust from a comet trails behind our feet,
As solar winds and silent longing meet.
We float past rings of ice and moons of stone,
In a kingdom where we two are king and throne.
The Milky Way, a river bright and wide,
Carries us forward on its glowing tide.
No oxygen is needed for this flame,
For every star is whispering your name.
Through spiraling galaxies of indigo hue,
I find my center only here with you.
Black holes may hunger for the light of day,
But they cannot steal our beating hearts away.
Between the quasars and the dark matter's fold,
A story of devotion is quietly told.
We are the meteors, we are the light,
Streaking across the canvas of the night.
Beyond the limits of the human reach,
Using a language only spirits can teach.
Enfolded in the universe's vast embrace,
Love is the only map in endless space.