Where the Alpines Meet the Galaxy

Constellations of beauty leave you starry-eyed.

Glowing eyes gravitate you into a starry sky.

A voice, hushed as

the airy echo of dusk.

Warm. Angelic. A saving relic.

A twinkling smile stops crowds.

A streak of giggles, night shining clouds

nestled in moonlit peaks.

With me as your cosmic guide, moments feel

like a serendipitous voyage. Free of spoilage.

No nervous chatter. We share stories.

Sweet nothings. Shimmery smiles.

They turn into stardust files,

in your memory bank

of my eclipse.

In my dusk, time doesn't pass,

it enters the fourth dimension.

Hours move at light speed.

Days become eclipses.

Weeks, celestial spans.

The stars dont align

with fast thrills or staged lust.

Luminosity can only originate

from a simple clump of dust.

So lets take our time.

Stellar evolution.

Never rushed.

In stardust,

Bri

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‘Brigitte’ traces back to Old Irish Brighid, the Celtic goddess of fire, healing, and poetry.

The Alpine Difference

West is more than just a monikerit’ss a little tribute to my life being raised in the heart of the Rockies, Im a Colorado girl at my core: natural, sweet, & relaxed.