You are my sun, and I your moon.
Our time together, ends too soon.
We chase each other, around this earth.
Through life and death, and then rebirth.
Will it end with our embrace,
Or an empty bed for each to face?
Together we live, two halves of a whole,
Together two bodies, two hearts and one soul.
Apart we exist, and continue our dance.
Apart we race, to reach our next chance.
To be together again, to reach the sky.
To be together again, before we die.
By: Chris Garwood
Published in "From the Mountaintop"
ISBN-1-58235-140-6 Summer 2000
