Do you think the moon
loves the sun,
anymore,
than his thousand
mistresses of stars?

The sun glimpses
through the trees.
Casting a shimmering light
onto a dust covered world.
You can taste it in the air.
War is coming.
But, is it enough
to breathe life into
a race full of martyrs?
Probably not.
Only to those who see
through divine eyes
know the end is near.
By the hands of man,
not God,
the walls of the world
will crumble like Jericho.

We're to strong for one another.
Like land versus the sea.
Constantly clashing,
fighting.
Except I'm land,
and you're the sea.
You crash against my shores,
over and over.
Day after day,
taking pieces of me with you,
each and everytime.
Slowly,
bit by bit,
you're dragging me out to sea.
You're drowning me,
and because of it,
I love you even more.
You crash against my shores
one last time.
Finally,
I give.
My heart falls into your hands.
Just like you knew it would.
I'm yours.
Your waters are to treacherous
to navigate.
I am certain,
I'm lost at sea.

I'll meet you
at the beginning of time,
where the stars
cross the milkyway.
Where Saturn spins
on a golden axis.
We'll watch
as stars condense,
and collide,
as creation reigns
through the black veil of space.
I swear to you,
we will get it right.
No more cursing at Gods
that never seem to listen.
There is only us,
drifting through space,
10,000 light years
away from home.
My love,
never have we
been more free.