Hanging on Love

Pop64

When the sun's burning

arms outreach

it's warming

oriflammes,

they cup the

moon within its hands,

the wild night it tames.

The moon surrenders

to the sun, for the mighty

heat it feels. Yet, the sun

asks not then for submission

but offers to it, its zeal.

It desires to share

in, of the sky

as two that shine as one,

to come together

hanging high

the moon and lover sun.

  • Author: Michael (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 28th, 2023 06:04
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 13
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Comments4

  • Lorenz

    an eclipsing sun -moon aspect which expresses itself in a creative catharsis

    • Pop64

      Much appreciated, thank you!

    • orchidee

      A fine write Pop.

    • Teddy.15

      Oh so romantic. ❤️

    • sorenbarrett

      "they cup the
      moon within its hands,
      the wild night it tames."
      Great lines. The relationship between the sun and the moon is intriguing.

      • Pop64

        sure is intriguing, thank you so much!



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