"Dance with me" whispered blue as he held out his hand towards Pink. Her unique color brightened and amplified the sky as she took a hold of his hand, beaming in pigment as it began swirling with his. Their dance was a beautiful projection of comfort to the looking eye, but to the two beams of saturation, it was their fulfillment of life itself, their destiny. It was all they ever knew. It was rare in elegance as they whirled around their canvas, intertwined in the others glow. They danced away like cotton candy, swirling and twirling around and around endlessly.
The sun kissed the horizon, grinning wide at the performers, the moon gradually making its way to the center of the masterpiece, it's luminous gleam waving the sun goodbye. The pair continued to move in perfect symmetry, their passion undeniable. With each graceful sway the treasure increased in value, becoming greater and more sophisticated than before.
Their mixture created other cultures, purples and oranges added to its artistry. Together they composed such a gem that would never be forgotten. It was raw and passionate, sensual and lustful. Glorious was the sight of this cotton candy sky.
Eventually the night reached its twilight. Pink and blue swayed to their end, never letting go of the other. The love they shared faded into black, a cosmic memento to the universe.
As the stars arose from the abyss and glimmered incandescently, the two dancers floated on into eternity, passing the sun with the knowledge that all things must come to an end, but the memory lives on forever. And that's where they stayed, in a memory. A memory that will haunt them in the most majestic way.
