Celestial Elegance

Beneath the canvas sky, where dreams ignite, A city sleeps, its spires reaching for the light. Fires of gold and crimson dance above, A symphony of sparks, a fleeting love. The bridge below, a silent sentinel, Bears the weight of time, yet feels no chill. The river whispers secrets to the night, Its waters calm, yet full of hidden might. The cathedral stands, a beacon of the soul, Its spire piercing heavens, bold and whole. The fireworks burst, a fleeting, fleeting grace, A moment caught, a memory's embrace. In this scene, we see ourselves reflected, In the glow of hope, in the spark of lect. For every heart, a city of its own, A bridge to cross, a river to be known. The night is alive, the stars are bright, A canvas painted with the colors of flight. Celestial elegance, a dream's embrace, A moment eternal, in the heart's embrace.