The Stargazer's Cat
As if understanding, with a silent meow of love
On a rooftop at twilight, bathed in the moon's glow, a girl named Luna has dreams as they flow.
She searched for constellations with wide, curious eyes, whispering stories beneath the starry skies.
Her companion, a sleek cat named Midnight, so black, curled by her side, purring on moonlit tracks.
He watched the stars dance with an air of intrigue as Luna spun tales of the unique heavens.
"See, Midnight," she whispered, "the Great Bear up high, and Orion the hunter, with his sword reaching near."
And there, Cassiopeia, a queen in her chair, guided lost sailors with stories to share."
Midnight blinked slowly, his gaze fixed above, as if understanding, with a silent meow of love.
Though words were unspoken, their bond did transcend. Two stargazers dreamed until night's very end.
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