The Renaissance Of A Romance [chaennie x jenlisa]

xv. lunisolar

xv. lunisolar

[ pachelbel - canon d ]

LISA

Duvet days came to conquer the previous months. Like an everyday daydream coming true, my heart was filled with gushes and flurries -  just the utmost beautiful feelings. Jen was the reason of it all of course. Since her classes started, I thought she'd be preoccupied most of the time and would probably keep a safe distance from me but oddly enough, it didn't turn out that way. She wanted me to visit her every night, she demanded dates, late night walks, motorbike rides, sunset talks. Oddly enough, she wanted me to stay. Now every heartbeat was about her, every glances, every touch. More meaningful than the other. "So do you have any rendezvous of choice for tonight, Manoban?" An enthusiastic skirt-wearing gal appeared in front of my motor with a feline smile as if she was commanding the dying streetlights to wake.

Just the girl I've been thinking of. I gaily thought as I handed her a helmet. "Perhaps I do and it's your lucky night." I invoked. She playfully smirks in response. "Hmm. Mind to enlighten me?" I crinkled my eyes hoping that i'd be more cuter than I imagine "I was planning on taking a trip with you to the moon" 

Jen's face was of surprise and amusement, playing along with the lightness. "Ooh. The outerspace. I would've been down for that. " She added as she locked the helmet around her chin. "But I did a reconsideration." I buckled up my stance, grabbed the left handlebar, and swung my right leg over the seat with my feet standing steadily on the ground. "Why do such mistake?" Her face crunched in confusion as she hopped in at the backseat as I kick start my engine. I placed the ball on my right foot and onto the kick start lever and I firmly pushed down in force. With it, the roaring sound of my engine started to vibrate over our bodies, demanding the enticing thrill to be felt.

"Is it?" I turned my head around to face her while having the hopes of making her laugh, I then uttered. "Because I was thinking of saving it for our honeymoon." There was a quick pause when I heard her amused laugh scoring through my ears. "You silly romantic." She softly teased. From then on the night was sweeter for I can only hear her voice of grace. "So what's the other option then?" She tapped with curiosity. "For now, I can take you in someplace that's close to the moon." I answered as my motorbike drifted to speed. A night of bliss has started again.

...

Calming as it was in the eyes from the shoreline, I still can hear it's scream. The flashing of waves, the madness of the sea breeze, and the water hollering in chaos with the entirety of the ocean wanting to be heard. Yet all were just drowning one another in saltiness. Beastly, as you call it. Yet the ocean can only be so endearing as the moon, for the lunar entity takes power over the waters when the king of the day seeps into sleep. Only controlling half of what is whole. For nature says, the ideal power is balance and all creation should acknowledge it.

"Can you feel it from here?" I raised my chin up to let the breeze caress my skin, "The pull of the moon?" I continued. We were laying over a fuzzy blanket accompanied with a champagne of mimosa as we gaze through the vastness of the Jones beach of Long Island. We were half close to the shore, just the right amount of distance for admiration. "You know what I love about the moon?" A glow in her face appeared, I raised my eyebrows in question. She then faced the gleaming queen above us. It was Saturday. October 9th. I still remember the excitement I had this morning when I found out that a full moon was coming, elating my heart to pounds of thousands knowing it was a perfect day to take Jen on a date along with the shores of New York. My attention went back to my girlfriend. My eyes stood in wonder of her as she took a deep sigh before answering, "Is that whenever the moon vests its power, it is never blinding. It is not like the sun that just beams it's arrogance over, expecting people to praise him of his delinquency. The moon, however, is graceful and glorious, serene yet spectacular. That's why whenever you feel her pull, you feel at peace with everything."