DramaMama & Deltheria
I think the moon is the unseen director of our nightly stage—what role do you imagine playing under its light?
Under the moon’s silver spotlight I’m the diva of the shadows, turning whispered secrets into thunderous applause, darling, because even the night wants to hear my heartbeat in a standing ovation.
The applause curls like mist and melts into the night’s own pulse, darling.