• I once twirled the moon
    in the palm of my hand,
    transfixed was I
    by the spirit in your eyes.

    Antique was his heart.

    You feared eternity
    more than existence alone,
    never did I emphasize
    until you handed me
    your immortality.

    ..Like kryptonite it drained me.

    He vanished only;
    to dance with gravity
    I was pensive
    while he was released.
    Stellar became afflictive,
    darkness was my home.

    May I show you something?

    Let me exhibit moonlight,
    yes, across the floor.
    Let me allow you to see
    where we sat...
    -On the eve of confession-

    and yet I was hung,
    from the edge of the moon,
    Not understanding my death
    as I was cursed with eternity.

    "Immortality only exists,
    in the heart of the beholder.
    And in my absence you managed,
    only to lose your heart"

    I was vulnerable.

    We were two
    but were we ever as one?

    I once saw a bad moon rising,
    though it was beautiful after all.

    Forever we dance. We are eternity.