Author: Silver Star
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Genre: romance/alt. reality
Rated: R
Disclaimer: standard
Love Makes itself sweetly Lays itself deeply Softly and true
Love Burns so completely Desire entreats me Lover it's you
And have I ever known before?
Could I ever such implore?
Wishing with this silver dream
Is this all the way it seems?
Perfect love
Perfect joy
Breathed beautiful moment
Stretching effortless to forever
Golden with certainty
Precious with content.
poem by natia99
Darien crunched through the lush moon fields of his farm with ease. He had adjusted to the moon's slightly altered gravity with relative ease--having spent thousands of years knowing how to fly. It had take Serena longer--but her telepathy had helped.
The moons' civilization was all they had dreamed it to be. The people were wise and peaceful
and kind. They had welcomed the awed young couple with open, joyous arms. He would never
forget the look on Serena's face when the ruling woman had rushed over to her and cried,
"My darling darling girl, we heard you! Every night you called out we heard you! But we
could not bring you until you discovered your soulmate. Only soulmates can come, and they
must come together! But we were watching over you!"
She had crushed the bewildered and overwhelmed Serena in a hug and Serena had never been the same.
Her telepathy was unmatched on the silver planet and they were all very taken and impressed with her. Having such nearly natural traits in the face of strong genetic programming was a sign that brought hope to every Lunarian.
Serena had quickly adjusted to Moon life, engaging in all the activities and becoming an active member of the governing council.
But most importantly, she and Darien had been married. And Darien had nearly burst with the joy of it. Of being free to live and love again. He built his farm with painstaking care and it showed. Endless fields of the most beautiful vegetables in that part of the country.
Every morning he rose and went to work, and every night he returned to the arms of his loving wife. Joy did not begin to describe it.
Today he had returned to the house only to find she had wandered away. He sifted through the various fields surrounding the house until he spotted her at the far fence, gazing dreamily out into the inky sky as the sun kissed the earth's surface.
He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms about her slender frame, kissing her cheek,
"What are you doing out here Sere?"
"Just dreaming beloved, just dreaming." She smiled, snuggling back against him.
His hands slipped down over her rounded belly and he smiled to match her, "There is so much to dream of now..."
She turned around in his arms and kissed him then, And it will all come true beloved...