From such a gentle thing,
from such a fountain of delight,
my every pain is born ~ Michelangelo
We met in the endless void of the universe,
a never ending story of love.
But we could never be seen together
for it would slaughter worlds;
Earth would decay, and life would turn to ash.
But perhaps once every other decade
wouldn’t hurt;
we’ll meet at each eclipse with a kiss,
a moment frozen in cosmic bliss.
Just wait a little longer, darling—
until then you will rise at sunset,
and I will rise at dawn
like we always have
in sync with the hands of time.
Wait, my love, I will see you soon
and hold you in my light,
for there is no impossible love.
Millions will witness our reunion;
the stars will dance
people will gasp in awe
a symphony will play,
but it can only last for minutes.
We must continue to sacrifice
for the sake of the universe,
but know this—
our love makes up the stars;
we’re an everlasting duo
who has a chance
for a spectacular dance
in tomorrow’s light.
We Will Meet Again

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