Once upon a summertime,
Sun ran into the Moon
And like it’s written in the sky
They’re sentenced to a doom.
Then, Sun skipped the protocol,
Keeping Moon in his arms
Longer than she glowed upon
His proud and pristine charm.
With grace, she left to let him breathe
And shine like once before,
Repelling what she does need,
Loving him even more.
He grieved, redeemed,
She’ s lost for good,
Then, love her in her dream,
In pure and silent mood he caught
Her image, in his beam.
She didn’t even spot his turn,
Praying to slip her mind,
Never dreaming his return
Or mingle with his kind.
He stole her sweet dreams every night,
With her not being aware
And when her morning's up, so bright
She did forget he's there.
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