The Sun is in love.
The Moon is in love.
But what they have is a forbidden love.
The Sun chases the Moon.
The Moon chases the Sun.
But a force greater than that forbids their love.
They will never reach each other,
No matter how hard they try.
A Romeo and Juliet story, once again.
They know their bond won't last very long
Because the Sun and the Moon have a forbidden love.

but it was only the old man
sitting there on the dock
his weathered smile and dancing eyes
when he spoke it was a rough sound
like cadence of seafarers raising sail
in the long rays of summer eve setting sun
off the ancient shores celebrated in song
he spun me a tale of uncharted lands
and beautiful maidens in tropical forests
wild nights in some forgotten port
*** and the dancehall glow in memory
they are the stories shared on the long voyage
they are the smile in this old mans memories
the scent of salt and the rhythm of
the waves breaking on the shore
surround as he weaves his story
with the years flowin like the waves neath the prow
tacking east to a rising sun
it seems like a living breathing dream
as alive as the sea herself
as alive as the sparkling beauty in the memories
of an old man
weaving his tale
by the seaside

Your writing voice is the deepest possible reflection of who you are. The job of your voice is not to ****** or flatter or make well-shaped sentences. In your voice, your readers should be able to hear the contents of your mind, your heart, your soul.

When the sky turns from blue to purple,
Then from purple to pink,
From pink to orange
Then from orange to night

The night is my friend
But the sunset before is my lover
With its colours that seem to go on forever,
Forever and forever and no more

I long to stay,
Suspended in time
In the very embrace that I long for
The warmth of the setting sun

The last rays of the day
Make warmth radiate
Throughout my entire being
And makes my heart melt

With the love of the last rays of the sun
And the colours that come with its setting
I want to stay in the embrace of my setting sun
But I know that it will be there tomorrow

And so I shall wait patiently
Sitting with the arms of my setting sun
Around me until tomorrow

a tomorrow that i long to come