In the night sky of your face, constellations bloom,
Four moles on your right cheek, like stars in full bloom.
A single mole beneath your lip, a mark of desire,
And on your forehead, a secret, like embers of fire.
You are my universe, a constellation divine,
Each mole a shining star, where our love aligns.
From your cheek to your jawline, an ethereal display,
I trace these celestial markings, night and day.
Two moles near left eye, twinkling with grace,
Reflecting the depth of your soul, a celestial embrace.
And by your right eye, another, a heavenly sign,
That love's enchantment resides in the realm of mine.
You are my universe, a constellation divine,
Each mole a shining star, where our love aligns.
From your cheek to...