A Human Sun, and A Human Moon (Prose) - June 2024

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In that park bench on a warm summer day, I let my eyes wander as they usually do, curious to see all of what the world has to offer.

She sat beside me and did the same; we were united in silence.

The bright blue sky called to me, I stared up, and the sun wasn't there, but my eyes stung. Reflexively, my hands shot up, rubbing my sore, teary eyes.

"Hey, are you okay?" She asked me.

"The sun was hurting my eyes." I replied.

"Hey, look at me." She spoke softly. So I did, I stared into Her deep, soulful eyes.
"Don't look up there anymore. Look at me. I can be your Sun, just like you're my Moon. Balancing the day and night with me."

"Am I your Moon?" I asked Her.

"Yes baby, you're all the Sun ever needs. For all the things that orbit around me, all I want is you. I don't care if we come together and shatter the Earth. Let it be so."

"Mhm..." I replied, as the gravitational force of Her consumed me, as She brought me in a deep kiss, and I felt the world collapse, this is all the Moon ever wanted. A chance to be noticed by someone as important as the Sun.

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