I want you to love me,
the way the moon loves the sun.
With each waking breath,
the moon's time is running short.
The stars and their constellations 
each hesitant to say goodbye;
for when the moon departs,
it will be their time as well.
Just as dawn breaks,
the moon melts away in the sky,  
bringing his life of darkness,
so he wouldn't mask the sun's fire.
But he doesn't seem to mind.  
For the blazing sun,
with her passionate burning rays,
filled the empty craters
in the lonely moon's heart.