Constellations of beauty leave you starry-eyed.Glowing eyes gravitate you into a starry sky.A voice, hushed asthe airy echo of dusk.Warm. Angelic. A saving relic.A twinkling smile stops crowds.A streak of giggles, moonlit peaks,reflecting off the shining clouds.With me as your cosmic guide, moments feellike a serendipitous voyage. Free of spoilage.No nervous chatter. We share stories.Sweet nothings. Shimmery smiles.They turn into stardust files,in your memory bankof our eclipse.In my dusk, time doesn't pass,it enters the fourth dimension.Hours move at light speed.Days become eclipses.Weeks, celestial spans.The stars dont alignwith fast thrills or staged lust.Luminosity can only originatefrom a simple clump of dust.So lets take our time.Stellar evolution.Never rushed. My Interests:Dinner datesTravel (international preferred)ConcertsAprèsArt gallery visitsConversations over delectable food w/ even yummier companyLong term arrangement preferredOngoing connection basedLow volume, high energy