The Celestial Dance

In the silent night, beneath the Arctic sky,

The Northern Lights awaken, as love draws nigh.

Waves of emerald and sapphire, with whispers of amethyst,

Much like the hues of love, vibrant and mystic.

The lights dance gracefully, in a mesmerizing display,

Just as love moves our hearts, in its own unique way.

They swirl and twirl, like lovers in a waltz,

Mirroring the tender moments, in love's gentle pulse.

The stars watch in silence, as the lights perform,

A radiant spectacle, in the cold night’s form.

Each flicker and shimmer, a story untold,

Of love's deep mysteries, in hues so bold.

The icy landscape below, reflects the vibrant glow,

A mirror to the heavens, where the lights flow.

In this moment of wonder, I stand in awe,

Praising the beauty of love, without a flaw.

Nature’s masterpiece, a gift to behold,

A reminder of the magic, in the stories of old.

The Northern Lights, like love, so rare,

A testament to beauty, beyond compare.

Eternal love, like the lights that never fade,

A bond unbroken, in the night's serenade.

Through time and space, it shines so bright,

An everlasting beacon, in the darkest night.