For every sun in my dreams alight
the sun is a gold bounty of might
moon dost swoon at such a sight,
but hides her love in dark night.
Will love triumph in deep shadow?
The shade penumbra colors in
resonates in the darkest din.
Love's twilight may be modest
to the sun's effervescent light,
but it echoes on to great unknowns,
to whisper to stars so bright,
the moon's undying twirl around
this stars magnificent white.
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