I dreamt I was the moon, distant and translucent, and you were my divine horse, my Pegasus.
You sailed over the pink pearl seas, steady as a heartbeat. Lavender dawn unfolded as you flew on, silken wings playing the rhythm of our love song.
You never left me crying in the mortal night, not when I was the moon, surrounded by eternal skies and tended to by stars. You forgot to bring lightning to the gods; that’s how enraptured you were.
Your devotion drifted through me like a cloud, its angelic mist the softest shroud, no use to me now.
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