When twilight bleeds to midnight’s core, Scorpio’s gaze ignites the floor, A dance of stars too shy to shine, Lingers in the dark divine.
The moon, a crescent, claws the sky, Guardian of truths that lovers sigh. A velvet veil, the hour breathes, As shadows cradle forbidden dreams. scorpio nights 3 lk21 new
Beneath the skin of scattered rain, Whispers bloom, electric, plain. A tarot deck of fate unfurled, Where every card is kissed by the world. When twilight bleeds to midnight’s core, Scorpio’s gaze