Hold. Wait until my breath slows and my heartbeats catch up to yours. We are one, yet we are separate as the sky deepens to mauve around the edges and the stars converse with each other in the night. We stand together in a holy embrace, yet there is something more spiritual than religious about it. The rose in my hair is made of stars and your hat is laced with the golden rays of the sun. Who are we? Are we still children, forced into the adult world and still white-eyed as we try to hold on to our innocence that slowly trickles away? I love you and I know you love me. You are my anchor to the beauty of the world. I kiss your cheek and my kiss is laced with moonlight as my hands bleed gold into your silver-laced fingers. You embrace me as light envelops us both. The sun is tinging the horizon as night bids us farewell and the moon smiles in parting.
I turn to you in earnest as you take the star-laced flower from my hair and gently touch my lips with your own. We stand in the brightening light glued together by our kiss. You twirl me around and we sway side to side as I embrace you tighter and smile. You run your finger across my left cheek as the world holds its breath. I smile as we amble hand in hand, chasing the sun.
Hold. The birds sing and the clouds dance as mist swirls around us and I move further away from you.
Hold. Yet while I am gone remember me as a child of the night.
Hold. Be patient as the stars take me to the rising moon.
Hold. Do not weep as I give you one last kiss.
I am spinning in the air as stars lace my heels and tears roll down your cheeks. I raise my hand in farewell as you climb the stairs made of stars and dip me. We share one final kiss as time does us part.