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one evening the Moon missed the Sun

she held her breath and hid behind Stars

may catch a glimpse of him for a moment

Sun was embarrassed to admit he adored her glow

he blushed when he set and rose and she was blinded by beams

one moment they stopped denying their desires

Universe shimmered and sprinkled Pixie dust betwixt their hips

lightening flashed and pounding heartbeats replaced crashes of thunder

Truth was conceived; labor eased by Divine Nature

born in a garden of blossoms and emeralds

wrapped in rainbows cloaked in constellations

Love is always in style

wear it well.

© michele mitchell, 2014

Prompt: http://wordpress.com/read/post/id/489937/

Photo credit: http://pixie-petite.deviantart.com

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