Would you be the sun or the moon?
I would be the moon
No one grows tired of the moon

Imperfect body
A dark side
Often hidden
All alone
Cloaks of silence
In a sea of stars

Peeking into the soul
In its North West scenery night
Old men know when there is no light.

A sorrowful woman who no longer
has to pretend, in the presence of the moon.

I am different from the sun

But she is devoted to me
We found comfort in the darkness
Mirrored in your being

I would be the moon.
I am the moon on Earth