Sunsets on doorsteps for you, my darling. With tear drops below the bridge reflected by the moon; it’s blue like June. That we are apart like the oceans and the moon, yet lust for each other every dawn until noon, until nite when the tides are black and the wind is unforgiving; unrelenting winds keep piercing. Stepping into the black tides ; so tempting. The unknown : so tantalizing. I’m dying to feel her but scared to death of realizing, that we are meant to be apart like the oceans and moonlight rising.