Under stellar veil
Gold and silver speak their vows
One eternal flame
by Luck
Under stellar veil
Gold and silver speak their vows
One eternal flame
by Luck
Across endless night
Gold and silver reunite
Hearts remember home
by Luck
In celestial glow
Gold and silver souls are linked
Bonds no time can break
by Luck
From the void’s first breath
Gold and silver souls are born
One flame, split in two
by Luck
Primal souls divide
Gold and silver threads entwine
In rain-soaked pages
by Luck
Two souls were kindled in the void’s first breath,
Before the galaxies had learned to turn—
One flame that split to chase its other half
Through dark and light, through every age’s burn.
They met as hunter, hunted, in the reeds;
As scribe and queen beneath a cedar’s shade;
As sailors lost when tempests broke their steeds—
Each time the heart remembered, unafraid.
No distance dimmed the tether spun of star;
No death could snap the cord that bound their core.
Though centuries would scatter who they are,
The echo called them back forevermore.
Eternal, they return—two halves made whole,
One quiet fire that warms the endless soul.
by Luck
From chaos’ forge, where light first learned to sing,
Two sparks were born amid the primal flame—
One molten gold, the other silver’s gleam,
Twin essences the stars would later name.
Through eons spun they drifted, separate streams,
Yet gravity of longing pulled them near:
In Sumer’s dust she wore a crown of dreams,
In Renaissance he carved her name in air.
A fisherman’s wife on storm-lashed Irish stone,
A poet’s muse beneath Kyoto’s moon—
Each life a thread, yet never quite their own,
Till every parting carved the heart’s own rune.
Now gold and silver fuse in single fire,
One soul, one breath, one love that will not tire.
by Luck and Katrina