The moonshine to my sunshine,
Around us is where the stars form, dance and die.
Separate, yet around through out time, unknowing of each others presence until massive craters and explosive stars collide.
Within the collision is a consummation of two giant spheres.
Two individual souls. Representing every aspect of delivering life and Ultimate death.
Within this irony of collision, is a sense of unity.
Connection.
When passion collides, it is both beautiful and destructive.
Aware yet unpredictable.
As you can see, we function and flow like two rivers. It's taken Heaven, Olympus and Valhalla a while to circulate our course of union.
Despite ever continually cycle, I do not know when the moonshine will scatter, just as I do not know when the sunshine will die and explode.
But what I do know is this. Opposites attract, twist and connect.
An ever continuing cycle, of light and dark, life and death, clarity and confusion, love and loss. One thing is constant:
Tending to the moon and the stars. As long as the light pollution does not blind us from our care, as long as the sun and moon still exist , the moment between present and future can last as long as we want it.
Until then, moonshine, you will continue to shine bright from one corner of time as the sunshine glows in the other.
When all is said and done, and gone away, what will remain, is the love.
Because love does not grow with in a glance.
It grows with the proper care. Your cold moonlight glare to provide aquatic sensations to the plant. the rays of sunshine a warmth and comfort that provides this plant that we've crated to take care of. what both spheres contribute, is function, teamwork, synchronism and unity.
In this union, this relationship is significant. In order for the plant to survive, it needs to be tended by the Moonshine and sunshine. With that said, how can love ever grow if no one is tending to the seeded plant of love?
It's not there yet. But gradually, as the plant grows. With the healthiest nutrients provided, it can survive any condition, as long as the moon and sun can provide.
With that said, The moonshine to my sunshine,
Around us is where the stars form, dance and die.
Where we can treat life and thrive for it.
Separate, yet around through out time, unknowing of each others presence until massive craters and explosive stars collide.
Within this universe, within this plant between us, this earth, is where our lives of commitment reside.
Until the stars and life die, this is wherein this universe and galaxy, is where our trace of love, death, loss and life, reside. No matter what, remember me. be it of good times and bad.
When my light goes dim, and when your moonlight fades, remember where our union resides,
Within the universes library of faded memories, is where we will reside.
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