The truth about love

He is like the sun;
Warm,bright,bold
His smile brightening up the room
As he walks in
But he was lonely nevertheless
While She;
was like the moon
Cold,beautiful and mysterious;
She hid their little white lies in her darkness
Their love so powerful yet denied
They walk the painful path of  parallel lines
Always side by side but never together
Each yearning for the others touch
They were the ocean trying to touch the top of the mountain.
They were visionaries;
who could never turn their imagination into reality
But after all what is desire without the burning passion
What is love without passion,
passion that consumes you
What is love without danger
What is love without the adventure
What is love without you
What am I without you