I'm not mortal beloved, but love made me fierce, vicious a fighter for a reason.
Infatuation nurtured my soft wings for years until they toughened.
I became able to float in your cosmos, levitate in your closeness, and fantasize about rejoicing in your dark days.
You are my love forever. The sunrise and the darkness are only disturbances connected to this fading order.

Phot by witchery