As the moon kissed the ocean,
Her lips on his,
She's Cold like the moon,
His heat, like the sun.
His light on her made
Her bright, Her imperfections fade.
Moon and Sun.
Perfect example of
Made for each other.
Yet far from each other.
One comes, other has to go,
They can't be together.
His heat of lust burned her.
She is not cold like moon anymore.
She is learning to become one
Like him, she seeks for revenge.
Giving the light, like him in the day.
She's with the stars.
He is alone.
In heat of his own, Burning.
Hiding his light behind the clouds.
Just for a glance of her.
She is nowhere to be found.
She is gone in the darkness of the moonless night.
Forever. She is gone...
The draft.