Moon and sun

Love&Letter

 

At dusk the moon leaves his rest.

And the sun sleeps at last.   

Lowered behind the clouds,  

He breathes his last,   

Dying in a fire of orange and red  

Writhing in an abyss of pain  

Letting his soul leave,  

So that the moon can rise again  

And shade the world in silver splendor.  

For the sun so loved the moon  

That he died every night  

To see him smile once more.

  • Author: Love and Letter (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 5th, 2018 19:58
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Lorna

    What a beautiful love poem of the sun and moon......



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