i love you in the morning sun when apricot colored rays melt across my covered face.
i love you in the afternoon when light scatters itself upon a fading shadow of the city's tallest building.
i love you at night when the moon stands tall and glorious among the dark horizon.
lovestruck at the way your hand holds mine; the way you love and lust; the way you talk and touch.
forests burn and buildings crumble and stars flicker out— but my love is in perpetual motion.
