MOON

She did love him like the Moon. But as brightly as it shines in the midst of being full, it will always wane.

In the moments they were lost, they took shelter in each other’s skin. Before too long their desire overtook their modesty, and so like the night, the darkness came, but in it burned the boldest flame that would consume them more than once.

Perpetually tangled in the flesh they ripped from one another, they’d gladly die for one more kiss. Because dying isn’t half as difficult as living with a heart that beats while it breaks.