Our days were as beautiful as the starry skies.
Our lives—as humans, animals or even bugs.
Each lasted like a luna moth, with a purpose to love till dawn.

In the beauty of seeing you in each life—came and went with the two souls that lived it. If our time was prolonged—smiles would last longer alive than over your casket.

An infinite cycle of you and I—beautiful and brutal in my eyes.
To love you like a luna moth, with less time in life.
I'll never forget our sunrise—to which I loved you till dawn.