• A million stars overhead; Glitter strewn across velvet,
    The dark disturbed by a sliver of a silver spectacle.
    The Twilight cold clinging to the weary trees.

    The fragrance of the nightly dew adheres to the grass,
    Which upon lays a star-crossed nymph,
    Locks of curled cinnamon drape across the slender shoulders,
    Silky waves adorned in caramel frame the fragile visage.

    This, a maiden for whom life hath not whispered sweet words,
    Whose golden gaze is jaded with years of pain,
    The pallor of her feminine form disturbed by silvered flaws.

    A damsel for whom love has not tapped at her glass,
    Who has never seen the glory of a restful dawn.
    Whose mind's eye doth not close in fear of Death.
    The cheek of the girl stained with tears mingled with dew.

    The padding of gentle feet set her heart a-flutter,
    An intruder plundering her quiet reprieve in malice?
    No, my lass an awestruck lad come absorbed by thy majesty.

    The graceful hues glance up, meeting the masculine azure orbs,
    The pounding of a fearful core changed to that of amor,
    Rapture at first glance; enthralled by lunar beauty.

    Awestruck in the midst of the celestial,
    Artemis's spiritual luminance guarding love's essence,
    The Deity's exalted charity fall upon the two.

    An emotion once thought to be only myth,
    Now enlightened the heart of the woman,
    The flare reignited in the center of the warrior.

    The ornate smile spread across dual rose petals,
    Naive bliss in the honor of Artemis,
    An enamored encounter of the moon Artemis and the sun Apollo.

    A fiery embrace overcame the couple,
    A passion unknown to the two turtle doves,
    The girl's eyes once blind now see.

    A golden halo frames the battle hardened warrior's mask,
    Gaze as intense as a summer sky meet the soft one's hues,
    The gold of sun swimming in the blue of day.

    Dawn hath come in the dark of the summer night,
    The wedding of the graceful Artemis and divine Apollo,
    In their one soul this night of flames remains eternal.

    Apollo in his heavenly chariot transcended the sky,
    Spreading the glowing discus of fire,
    Drowning the scant light by the night shimmers into a blaze of day.

    Light to chase the dark; Turning night to day,
    A love to fuel the fire that burns eternal,
    Making words to promise, "I love you, Forever and Always."

    (The Bible. Isaiah 58, "And if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed, then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become as day." wink