Moonlight Reflection

She is your sun.

 I was a solar eclipse passing through.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Beautiful, but I could not provide the warmth you need to survive. Because you are a tree. She is your summer solstice. Solace.Something you could never find in me. For I am the moon. The only light you ever saw in me was from her reflection. 

 

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