As the sun sets and the moon creeps upwards over the dark city, two friends glance up, watching the stars twinkle.
Each one longing, brought together by forces unknown.
Kept apart from each other by their own separate houses. Each longing to talk to, to see each other, to hold each other.
Both holding on to dreams each night brings.
Their friendship brings bonds and promises to keep each other safe, keep their friendship strong and to protect what they have between them.
The night crawls onto day, the two friends remain locked in the magically world of the darkness.
Two candles burn like beacons all alone in the night.
Shinning as a sign of companionship, of a sign of respect and friendship.
As the friends sleep quietly in their own beds, dreaming dreams, the moon sets and morning breaks.
Through the warm haze of sunlight our friends, wake,, each one smiling, each one knowing today is the day.
Rushing through the morning midday strikes. door bang and feet pace the street, as friends got to meet.
through traffic, through busy streets, they rush to meet, to greet and to have a seat,
in the local cafe where each day they just talk and share their lives. until the sunsets.