Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.
Love is the salutation of the angel to the stars
I met Santosh and we vibed well. As our horoscopes also matched, we decided to get married.
Love is that orbit of the restless soulWhose circle grazes the confines of space,Bounding within the limits of its raceUtmost extremes.
We are thrown together with a sprinkling of stardust.
Surrender the vert platonic bond tying your soul to mine craft, the sky fades a pink shadow cast.
I will draw you back to me. You shall see. By a chain of stars.
Marriage is the clue to human life, but there is no marriage apart from the wheeling sun and the nodding earth, from the strayingof the planets and the magnificence of the fixed stars.
The sweet love between the moon and the deep blue sea.
