what is love but the act of complete surrender to hand oneself over so willingly in the most beautiful and purest form of faith to abandon reason to trust in madness within that uncertainty dwells true happiness
every single night she meets me in secret under darkened sky she gazes down we talk about how lonely we are; me, among seven billion people and her amongst the infinite universe
her beauty is overwhelming like watching the most perfect thunder and lighting storm she demands my attention and i cannot help but gaze in sheer wonder
timeless she stood bathing in the moonlight the hands of time long forgotten their duty her eyes locked with mine in a wondrous dance through the stars her light shinning brighter than ten thousand suns she was all i could see even without looking