abduction

In the beginning, we soared.  We knew the crackle of constellations, the heat of worlds unborn. Our coupling was cosmic. She said it was in the stars.
When the nights grew cooler, I should have returned to earth, but she promised me the moon. I floated on  clouds.
Now, she's light-years away. No longer the chosen one, I wonder where I've been. Here, in the dark, in church, she left to join a mosque.

A friend challenged me to write a short short story based on the word "abduction", in 75 words or less.  Tell me what you think of the above?