"I Love U" whispered the Moon to the Sun. A forlorn look crept into her eyes. "I've always been in love with you", she whispered in a hoarse voice, choking on the oceans of love which welled up in her eyes. A whisper barely audible and poignant. She looked at the Sun, knowing fully well that she cud never stand in the brilliance of his love. Knowing that as the day separated the night their love could never unite. Yet she pined for him, with undying love.
She revolved around the earth, but her heart had only eyes for him. Of all the planets she had to fall in love with him. A tiny spec, unnoticed in the galaxy.
Eclipses were short lived phenomena occurring few and far in between, rare and once in a year maybe.
But she waited for the day, when she would bask in his glory and be the cynosure of his eyes alone. She waited patience personified, knowing it was sheer madness to love the Sun. Dazzling, hot and magnificent that he was, the universe revolved around him. He didn't even know she existed. Except for that one special day, when his eyes would notice her momentarily.
So she dressed up as pretty as she cud hoping his wayward heart would see, that it was her love which adorned her. Just the thought of seeing him upfront would bring a twinkle in her eyes.
She waited with baited breath for that fleeting moment, shorter than a quarter of a hour. A quarter of an hour in the 8760 hours he spent outside of her world. While she waited, hopelessly endlessly, pining for the his love.
Then mockingly he came to her at last. At that designated time, teasing her about how naive she was. "Show me" she blurted with baited breath, her heart racing the universe in those fleeting moments. So he gathered her in his huge embrace and pressed his wild heart close to her breast. And in that embrace the earth was eclipsed in their union.
She could feel his wild heart through the layers of the physical distance which still separated them and she closed her eyes to his scent, the scent of the universe, that brought waves of nostalgia. She longed for more, and hugged him back. Aching to tell him how much she loved him and wanted this moment to last. She wondered what it would be like to taste him. She wanted his brilliance to permeate every fiber of her being. But, she realized she was playing with the Sun. His fire would consume her, if she flew too close to him.
He seemed unruffled, as she quivered at his touch, his scent, so full of him and so dizzy with that euphoria. Did time stop? Would the universe allow a few seconds of oblivion?
But then the world was in an eclipse. He had to leave. So softly he whispered in her ear, "I have to leave". Reluctantly she let go, feeling the extricated from the universe, as if separating from him, meant death, fearing that perhaps this may be the last time she would see Him.
For as the world waited with expectation for an eclipse to occur and counted days when their union would be so spectacular, it also longed for normalcy. Something wasn't right when the Moon embraced the Sun. A tiny creature smaller than the earth, she shouldn't dare hold him, they said.
She for once knew what it was to keep wandering in eternity, with so much love held in her ***** with the only hope that an eclipse would occur some day and that her yearning for the Sun would never ever fade or dwindle, in this lifetime or the next. A tsunami of a sob escaped her lips, oceans in turmoil. The door had closed on her universe, she was in a darkness. She could feel his warmth even then, but it began to grow cold. A panic started to form as she struggled to retain control.
He however, was far away unknown to her misery. He on the other hand, belonged to the universe, no one could hold him back. Self-made, disciplined, his was a journey few would understand.
She did, she perfectly did understand. Only, she didn't expect anything from him, except few words of reciprocation. Few words, that he loved her just the same way, that she meant something to him. That his heart beat the same way for her. She also knew that this experience meant nothing to the Sun, he would move on as he always did. He had a status to keep and the universe was watching.
But alas, he was The Sun, would he tell a tiny insignificant creature like her anything at all?
The Sun left her abode, he shrugged off the experience, and got back on his journey. While far away those watching the Sun, began to notice that a few spots had appeared on the Sun. A memory of where he had embraced the Moon, had left a black hole on his heart.
Dedicated to the one and only man my heart loves
My first stint at creative writing...a dream tale of the romance between the Sun and the Moon revolving around an eclipse, converted to a love story. Please share your feedback for improvisation.
