Love's loss

A soft moon lit glow kissed the waves of a pond’s edge. The glow caressed each wave as it moved within the wind’s arms. Grass swayed and bowed to this dance before them.
               The moon’s reflection on the water’s surface created a pool of endless time and energy.

Mountain ranges over time swallowed the pool of water. It became buried within rock, never to have the sweet kiss of the moon again.