Rosemary sat in the shade for too long,
still she watered her toes.
While the Sun went by each day
with wonderful, multi-spectrum indifference,
she started to mold.
The Sun was oblivious to the life he perpetuated.
And the Moon turned the tides
And the waves reflected her lovely face-
neither knew the other.
That was the very same moment that
Time got lost in the eyes of his lover,
the Light, and in their love for their children,
The Sun and the Moon