wind in my hair
sun in my eyes
I met my nights queen
on the eve of sighs
as I took her hand
she closed her eyes
and it hit me then
as her clouds brought my rain

feeling like a dog
and snarling like a rabid one
I felt her hand
passing on my skin

opening my eyes
I saw her again
no masks and no fate
she was mine
as I was in her

feeling weary with revelation
I sought to fall asleep
under her soothing rays
warm and safe

morning came
and I awoke alone
but with a smile
for I knew
the sun will shine again
and so will the moon again
and I shall meet her obviously :)
once again