It's only at the odd hour of twight when Luna meets Elio...short yet impactful


Luminous-Illumination



Calm in grace she stood all night, waited she long for dearest love___
All could see her sovereign beauty, none could feel her rhythmic starve.

Pure as lotus she blooms in pride, Nightly queen, she roams alone,
Few come twinkiling  in the meadow, but her eyes longs for bliss unknown.

All praises her for soft-composure, none could see the fire beneath,
None could hear her moarning shies, all she lulls in slumber sheath___

He seems gallant, he's bright,
He's marvelous, youthfully right,
He chirps all day, cheers up all,
But he too waits for night to crawl.

Pours he too on gloomy days,
Craves he long for his mistress,
Breaks he down, but holds he strong,
Lest his love goes futile-wrong___

Asked he panting dearest Luna,
"Aren't we meant to be ever in our arena?"
Smiled she back in her modest way,
"It's none but you for whom, I stay___
Bear I all pain in peaceful line,
It is for you ,my twilight shine,
Love seems easy but it's hard to be sworn,
Meet you Elio, every dusk and dawn." 


                                      -tuli:)

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