about the moon and sun
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The sun shined brightly
The moon glowed against the sky
Like both yin and yang
I once whispered to the moon
Pleading with my eyes that it would answer back
In a swirling haze, the night drew on
No whispers back
And my legs were too weak
To stand, I was too weak
The glow of a Summer’s SunBeats down upon Earth
And in it’s radiance come LifeLife that was created anew today
And in it’s shadow comes DeathDeath that strikes in the darkness
It rains softly tonight
As I stare out my window
The tiny droplets streaking across the pane
I often wonder why the skies cry tonight
Perhaps in mourning of its Dark Mistress
The bright moon
will always gloom
when the sun dies
every single night
when the sun leaves
the moon can breathe
and shine with her teeth
that she calls cheese
