The sky is afraid of falling in love with the Earth but little does he know he has already stumbled into the rabbit hole. Every day, every night his heart skips a beat when he looks in her bright green eyes brimming with love and innocence. 'He's just guarding her', 'its nothing but his duty to protect her from the universe' he tells himself, oblivious are both for they love each other but neither of them knows, for both of them know that their love is in vain reserved for bed time tales. It starts with the horizon and ends with it. It is eternal yet forever incomplete.
Every star embedded in the caelum shines to express his concealed love. Despite being warned by the sky, occasionaly one of them falls to send a kiss to his lover while the sky blushes hues of scarlet and tangerine for hours. Their separation fills him with grief and his thirst for her love is quenched when tiny pearls of water roll from his eyes and drenches his lover's parched soul. There is no greater pleasure than to watch her dance to the song of rain and rejoice and bloom on recieving the sheer elixir of love dripping from his azure eyes. The cool zephyr tossles her long hair and soothes her body and cwtches her curves, her adorable giggle ringing like melody when the breeze whispers her song of love in his ears.
The sky fears his love might not be enough, that she, so rich and beautiful deserves so much more than bearing with his mood swings and separation but the earth, the passionate lover that she is adores and embraces and craves all the shades of blue and yellow and violet and black. She accepts their distance as their destiny silently loving all his insecurities. And everytime they lose themselves in the depths of greens and blues of their eyes, and dwell into the beauty of their scars and voids, they forget the distance and forget the fears, what remains is eternal love.