THE MOON
Touched by her lover's gentle caresses,
Though always distant from his regal place
And away from the affection he expresses,
She still shines with his strength and grace.
Fate had so decreed that their relation
Be one where the twain shall never meet
And despite their mutual love and adoration
In separate, distant quarters, they sleep.
As he rises, refreshed, for the daily work
She retires from the work already done
And the cycle never changes, a cruel quirk
That forbids them from becoming one.
And her silent cry shall go on forever
As she has done so from the very start.
She hides her pain knowing she'll never
Hold him close to her aching heart
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