I met my inamorato on the environs, Oh & when we met it created a cosmic clash, When he held my hand close to his heart it felt, Like ring nebula which got Messier 57 times. But God his touch so enchanting, Those apocalypse lips making kissing feel, Like NGC 6302 and damn he gives me those butterfly. Together we had started painting the Andromeda on our canvas, "Aphrodite, my love" he said, as he glanced into my brunette eyes, "I would love you in this catastrophic world & provide you with the best I can offer, for you my love has given meaning to my life." & slowly my hands went on his lips as my blood rushed down the surface of my cheek making me blush like blooming cherry, "Oh dear", I said " You already have spoken all 5 love languages, What more could I ask for, For you my love has given me the most precious gift". Languorously I lived in the multitudes like loner, For I lived mutterseelenallein. Until a day I found a soul solici...