you are the sun to my moon,
el sol to la lune,
lovers trapped by misfortune.
for it is nearly impossible
for us to share the sky
but for those occasional times
where we are together for a few hours,
but it is never enough.
we are p u l l e d a p a r t again,
though this distance has yet to affect our love.
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you are the sun,
bringing light to my world
and keeping me warm,
the sole reason I am still alive.
when I look at your eyes,
they shine just as bright as any sun
to the point where if I stare long enough,
I could go blind
and a ghostly image of you would be forever burnt into my retinas.
though, even ghosts would be better than a world without you.
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I am the moon,
mostly choosing to hide,
rarely showing all of myself
always with a hidden dark side.
I depend on you
for without your light I could not shine,
meaning that to lose you
would be to die.
The only thing depending on me are the tides,
my power lying in the waves,
the push and the pull,
the tug and the passion of the sea.
Every gentle wave and every rough one are caused by me,
sometimes I bring certain joy but sometimes I bring certain death.
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Where you could not do a single thing wrong,
I am a raging mess,
but I need you to survive
and people never speak
about the sun with no moon,
and the thrill I get in seeing you
on those unusual occasions
makes the distance
worthwhile.