Dark and light - frosty winter evening meets warm summer breeze. Golden countenance is woven like stars through velvet blackness. Sweet chocolate depths drown in a stormy ocean of blue-gray, gazes locked, as tan fingers stroke silken, pale skin covered with silvery sheen from moonlight peeking through slightly open curtains.
The power of our passion explodes into a brillant supernova that continues burning; the light of a long-dead star which can still be seen many years after it has ceased to exist.
The phases of our love are constantly waxing and waning, emotions strong enough to turn tides, and bright enough to shine even after the sun is out of sight.
~What is cherished most is what must be the hardest fought for~