Ruth M.

If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun, painting you rainbows when the rains come. I'd change my orbit to banish the night, as to keep you in my nurturing light. If you were my world, then I'd be your moon,your silent protector, a night-light in the gloom. Our fates intertwined, two bodies in motion through time and space, our dance of devotion. Dan P. Brown. "My Promise."