warnings: NSFW/18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI: pure love for Ari, angst (finding the light and love), fluff, poetic smut - p in v smut, fingering, oral (f receiving), body worshiping, exhibitionism (gazebo and flower garden), this the most poetic fic, angst (I am sorry)
a/n :It’s based on the poem of the Sun and Moon. This is my love letter to my amor Ari. My heart and soul have gone into this fic by writing many and many poems about him, and I’ve also sent love attacks to all of my friends about him.
I would like to thank my lovely betas: @cwbucky- During my love rants about Ari, @navybrat817inspired me to write this fic and she helped me daydream about it. I’d like to thank my loves who allowed me to share a line of the fic with you these past few weeks.
Masterlist I apologize if some mistakes appear in my English, as it is my third language.
Love is rare. A secret entwined with perfumed lips and sodden somber flares. My love hangs with the stars and falls with the rain, and I never contested its ways.
According to legend, love conquers all difficulties and triumphs in destiny. You’ll meet the one who shines a spotlight into your soul, unraveling every compartment. You’ll get the sensation of touching the skies.
The colors will hold more vibrancy and soothe the soul. It’s as though wonderful symphonies are being infused into the atmosphere, each one becoming more passionate and majestic as it continues. When you inhaled the chilly, crisp air, one would feel alive and hear the wind whispering softly. You, on the other hand, were only surviving because of him.
You let the swaying breeze flutter your dress as you spin through the flower meadow, with the sun shining around you like a rosy gloss of passion. The dusk sun’s rays danced in the field with you as you whirled. Fireflies flitted by and danced above and around you.
I’m still in awe that I inspired even an ounce of this and even more in awe having read what you beautifully put together. The sun and moon both provide light for so many, but shine brightest for each other. It’s tragic, yet somehow hopeful as we know their love doesn’t die. Proud of you for writing something so tender and poetic for yourself and for Ari. Beautiful!!! ❤️
