love is the unveiling of light,

exposing a feeling of utopia in the wake of its truth.

But its aftermath closely follows as its shadow.

And within its dark image cry the sounds of agony,

born from the acceptance of change,

change created from love's freedom.

Only this union can define love,

as the full moon bursts of light in the night,

the dark side only waits,

knowing that if not for its existance,

the bright side would never be.