The sky had lost its constellated crown
A blank expanse of faded silver-brown
I watched the night like something breaking down
A universe surrendering its gown
Then came your breath—just one soft exhale—
And through the dark the smallest lights prevailed
The stars awoke as though beneath a veil
Returning where their memories trailed
Your heartbeat echoed faint like glowing drums
A rhythm where the cosmic music hums
And every lonely galaxy becomes
A fire reborn the moment your light comes
So breathe with me when skies grow dim and scarred
When constellations vanish from the yard
For in your breath the shattered heavens rise
And every star reclaims its rightful skies