at the end of the day all we have is who we are

We were on opposite planets in different universes. We felt stars apart yet comets away. Gravity was no concept in our little galaxy. Clouded by the moon dust coating our sky filled eyes. The sun scorched our storm shaded skin. Satellites rotated silently as rockets jolted unwillingly toward mercury. I guarded the moon, the wolves that walked among its craters. The mother planets and their children were given safety by my alignment with the sun. Holding each planet in my arms I grant it's wish crystallising their globe. My arrow aimed at any asteroid in a miles glance of the solar system. Silk covered comets burn through narrow webs of crimson stones. I am the creator of all.