In the realm where stars lay down a carpet of dreams

In the realm where stars lay down a carpet of dreams, A kiss becomes a temple, crowned with silent whispers, And the moon, guardian in the night, lights up her secrets, Pouring silver over our garden, eternal and fragrant. In the dance of destiny, lips meet, Silent chapters written across a starry sky, in endless presence, A gateway to the world where time finds no foothold, Where souls speak without words, in their cosmic play. Beneath the mantle of twilight, with wandering shadows, Destiny is interwoven in the magic thread of the mystic divine, Two hearts beat as one, in silence they melt away, In a kiss, myths are born from the ephemeral moment and the inscrutable hour. On the path that leads to infinity, Through a kiss, worlds are bound, in immortal truths, It is the veil that separates reality from dreams, The key to the kingdom where love shines undefeated. The kiss - an echo between earth and sky, A celestial metaphor, where longing becomes eternal, When two souls meet, when two worlds collide, Magic is born, a star appears in the eyes, a tear of emotion. Under the full moon, melancholy blooms, Glorifying the kiss, the spark that unites us, the path that guides us, In the silence that pulses in the depths of the undaunted thought, Hope spreads its wings, broken by the long yearning for afar. A gesture of reverence, a kiss turned into prayer, To the distant horizons, where love becomes flight, an abduction From the harsh reality, a journey into dream, A kiss, that promise, rests in the heart that beats poetically.