Luna = Sol
By John Moore •
theirs was the saddest love.
Eternal, elusive love.
They burned so bright in each others light
that the world could not bear to watch
so they divided themselves across time
one became the beginning
the other the end
unable to exist together
unable to be apart
so they chase each other
through dreams
through stars
the cycle of birth and rebirth
the fatal attraction
immense, unyielding gravity
of lovers hearts
kept apart
to their sorrow grows
it thunders the echos of silence
as the circle of life becomes a hole
and the sky meets the earth
at the seam of lovers lips
in the event horizon.