2:11

her smile is the crescent moon,
commanding hearts tides with a twitch of her lips,
she looks down upon her empire,
but her crescent moon is waning.

he climbs a staircase to the stars,
calling her name into the darkness,
draped between this world and the rest,
he starts to run.

as the world sees and early sunset,
the sun racing towards the horizon,
spilling golden rays across the sky,
they spell her name.

                                -e.h.