Some of the greatest loves are born while waiting for the dawn to come for it is during this time the moon awakens from her dreams…
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Before the first stars ever came out to play the moon gazed upon a canvas of indigo saw the anticipation of our love and painted it into existence
in her infinite wisdom she knew our souls that which they yearned for and where they belonged
with a flicker of her brush the first two twinkling stars of the night emerged and with that, the moon brought her dream to light
she continued, using the ethereal pureness of her own celestial palette dipping into hope, she drew our hearts and colored them in with promise
though, she also colored outside the lines knowing no matter how full she drew our hearts they could not contain our love for one another ours was destined to envelop the universe as they each were always and forever
then, as the stars grew drowsy, she added a final layer to our hearts bathing them in the softest blush that we would love with such exquisite tenderness all of the heavens would take notice
ours is a love born of a luminous dream and every night from the time the stars come out to play to the whispered softness of dawn’s first blush our love is illuminated across the sky
as it shall be for eternity because the moon ordained it so.
Oh my heart! That moon, we’d be nothing without her, eh? Your eloquent words weave a tale of finding peace and serenity in the skies above us. KUDOS, Earthling!!! So happy to read your work again! ❤
Oh my heart! That moon, we’d be nothing without her, eh? Your eloquent words weave a tale of finding peace and serenity in the skies above us. KUDOS, Earthling!!! So happy to read your work again! ❤
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I’d like to think the skies above us have a play in it all, for sure. Thank you, Martien Dude 💙💙
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