The Milky Way, a silver ribbon,
drapes across the velvet night.
Stars, diamonds scattered on black velvet,
twinkle, a celestial cacophony.
We, two amorists, beneath this grand display,
find solace in each other's gaze.

The moon, a pale pearl,
casts an ethereal glow,
illuminating the path
that leads us to this Elysian field.
Here, beneath the ancient oak,
our souls intertwine,
a nexus of love,
born under the watchful gaze of the cosmos.

Comets, with fiery tails,
race across the inky canvas,
leaving trails of stardust
in their wake.
These celestial wanderers,
like our fleeting moments,
burn bright and ephemeral,
leaving behind a trail of memories.

Planets, distant and mysterious,
orbit in silent symphony,
a cosmic ballet
unfolding before our eyes.
In this vast universe,
we find our own orbit,
bound by an invisible force,
a love that transcends the stars.

The universe, a vast and indifferent entity,
yet it conspires
to bring us together.
Under the watchful gaze of the cosmos,
our love story unfolds,
a testament to the enduring power
of human connection.

And as we gaze into each other's eyes,
we know that our love,
like the stars,
will forever shine bright,
a beacon of hope
in the vastness of the universe.