would you, love?

Even if two worlds collide, would there still be a chance for the sun and moon to be one? Sitting, lingering in the thought. The sun was too far away it could burn everything it touches. The moon too far away, but depends on the sun to reflect its light. Even with the distance, they depend on each other. Trying to be one with each other. But time never wanted it. Forced to be away, and forced to kept its distance far enough. None could utter something. But could something really go on with a love so beautiful, not even the distance could barricade. With the depths of love. With the depths of kisses. And with a sprinkle of tender sweetness. A space so vague, a void, nothing could fill in. There was the sun and moon to fill in the gaps. Maybe. Just maybe. If love is like this. I