Never Ending Dance

"It's always so quiet. The earth rests under my care. Not like you, Solis. The earth comes to life under your watchful eyes. They get up early to watch you rise and stay up late to watch you go," she calls to her love whom she hardly sees.

"That may be true, my Luna, but they trust you to guard them while they dream. You move their tides. They stay up late to tell stories under your light," he calls back.

Just as her time on this side of the globe comes to an end, she catches a glimpse of Solis standing tall in his glowing flame. His light glows stronger when he sees her.

Solis waits for Luna, just to catch a sliver of her beauty. Her glimmer is the best thing in the depth of space; nothing else that he can see from his spot in space compares.

"How much longer, My Love?" she reaches out for him as if to bring them closer together.

“Soon." He reaches out, even though he knows it's pointless. Their time together is always brief, never long enough.

“It's always soon." Luna sighs as she loses sight of him. This is the dance they are unwillingly playing a part in. For all of eternity, so close yet always so far. No matter their love's strength, they can never be together.

There are days when Luna shares Solis’s sky. The children ooh and ahh at the sight of her in the daylight. Solis beams with pride. She is never close enough to hold him. It is a cruel fate only to watch the one you love.

However, every so often they get to dance together. Luna’s light blocks his or Solis’s light making hers glow orange. He holds her close and spins her around their Milky Way ballroom. Her laughter fills the space. He revels in this moment.

For Luna, there is nothing better than being safely in Solis's arms. "I know it would do the humans no good, but I wish I could stay in your arms forever." She lays her head on his chest as they dance.

“I know, my sweet Luna, but we have been given the most important jobs - I to guard the day..." He lifts her head to him.

"And I to guard the night.” She looks down. "I know they are important jobs. I just spend so much time missing you." She reaches up and touches his face. He catches her hand and feels her being pulled away.

"No, not yet! I'm not ready to go!" Her grip tightens.

"I know, Love, but it is time!” He leans down and kisses her quickly. "I will see you again.” They hold hands until they have to let go.