When you look up tonight,
know the stars are not just burning
they are breathing.
And somewhere between
their ancient fire
and your quiet heartbeat,
there is a connection older than language.
You smiled…
and the sky approved
With a lustrous glow
shoulders of the sea,
Intertwine like silk
the warmth of skin
Chest to body
Hands in two form
Angle and arch
Beacons the silhoette
A craving tongue
And lustful eyes
Saves the silver night
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 10:38 PM UTC
When you look up tonight,
know the stars are not just burning
they are breathing.
And somewhere between
their ancient fire
and your quiet heartbeat,
there is a connection older than language.
You smiled…
and the sky approved
With a lustrous glow
shoulders of the sea,
Intertwine like silk
the warmth of skin
Chest to body
Hands in two form
Angle and arch
Beacons the silhoette
A craving tongue
And lustful eyes
Saves the silver night
Valentine
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