When I met him, I was mesmerized by the Light he carried. I know you, even with when you always leave. A story about Day and Night.

I can grant you wishes, if to have your time; A story about a fruitless, reckless wish.

It wasn't my fault that we burned; A love that burned and scarred.

Earth's summer is wondrous, as I listen to Her lifestream. Memories of discovering Her and before.

Wealth and Prosperity were beautiful, with their gilded gowns and glass hair. When they fell, their bodies shrieked as they hit the ground, before shattering into a million pieces. A 9/11 re-telling.

I won't say otherwise. Because I can't. When soulmates endeavor to love one another.