Will you listen, while tell you a story?
This story starts from a long ago time, when the moon wasn't touched by the light of the sun, only knowing it's self and nothing else.
Once the ocean didn't have a shore.
The ocean couldn't tell how far to spread it's wave's, it didn't know what it was searching for.
It was cought-up in it's flow , so nothing else could grow.
A time in the past when the moon didn't notice the sun and the ocean couldn't tell where it begun.
Then the moon found its star and the ocean found its shore.
The moon could feel that it be a part of something real and the ocean had found its land so it had something to talk to.

It was millions of years before it became clear that one was part of other.
Now the ocean loves to lapse over it's shore and the moon embraces the light of the sun and their love can never be undone.

Neither asking for anything more, then the gentle touch that has such beauty, it can't be...