Where the Alpines Meet the GalaxyConstellations 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, night shining cloudsnestled in moonlit peaks.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 my 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.In stardust, BriWant to read more? Ask about my musings.The Goddess Origin‘Brigitte’ traces back to Old Irish Brighid, the Celtic goddess of fire, healing, and poetry. The Alpine DifferenceWest is more than just a monikerit’ss a little tribute to my life being raised in the heart of the Rockies, Im a Colorado girl at my core: natural, sweet, & relaxed.