far across the scintillating galaxies, a dying star fulminated, blasting celestial fantasies. then, a pulchritudinous nebula was born and woven constellations she wore.
the moon hung like a chandelier in her eyes, studded with jewels like diamond stars. splendor interstellar dust swathed around her ivory skin, virtue and intelligence she always has from within.
her mellifluous voice sends you to a place full of gentle breeze, where azure firmament embraced few puffies made of cellulose fiber and soft creamy cheese. and with a touch of her fingertips, you’ll see cerulean seas.
she’s someone that you’ll always remember for she makes learning as her adventure. and her euphonious words that shakes your mind and your world.