Beneath the moonâs gentle gaze, we gather,
Raising glasses to the stars above,
In the clink of crystal, a fleeting promise,
A shared warmth in the night’s embrace.
As laughter spills and stories weave,
The world dissolves in amber hues,
Each sip a journey, a whispered secret,
In the glow of liquid gold, we wander.
Shadows dance on the walls around us,
Their rhythm a silent symphony,
With every pour, a new beginning,
A symphony of light and shadow.
In these moments, fragile and fleeting,
We find solace in the swirling depths,
A gentle escape, a tender release,
Held in the arms of liquid stars.