Stars. Bear Witness!

Beneath the velvet dome of midnight skies,
Where constellations carve eternal scrolls,
I lift my heart, laid bare before their eyes,
And pledge my very essence to her soul.

Her breath, a whisper soft as morning dew,
Her weight, a universe within my hands.
This fragile life, both infinite and new,
Demands a love no mortal understands.

To the stars, I vow—no force shall break this chain,
No storm shall rise that I will not defy.
Through fire’s wrath, and the oceans' domain,
For her, I’d face death and gladly die.

O heavens, witness what it means to be:
Her guardian, her strength—eternally.