Cosmic Love

Real objects and abstract concepts can love each other leave me alone

The sun was her head

And across the sky stretched her body.

Her limbs reached through constellations, 

Farther and farther.

She reached through galaxies, universes,

Her reach surpassed that of infinity

And still she reached farther

For the lover she could never touch,

A being that could live while she did.

The sun, the blinding, oppressive sun

Had fallen in love with the night,

The darkness just beyond her fingertips,

Always shying away from her light;

And so the sun became angry,

Hailed her light on every unbroken surface

Until her light had disappeared,

Until she had extinguished herself.

She hurt, her worth had been destroyed;

What was she without her light?

But finally she remembered her purpose,

She had chosen to destroy herself

With full knowledge of the likely results.

Her hand reached once more towards the night

And the night took her outstretched hand.

She could touch her lover without fear,

The sun no longer had the light

That the night had so admired,

But she loved the sun regardless,

And so they were happy.

Author's Note

Please be completely, even brutally, honest.