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.