the moon crept into the sky
softly shone on the streets at night
peering over the horizon
waiting on the sun
she soaked in his light
felt his warmth from thousands of miles
reverently she reflected his rays
her glow was gentle
she waited at dawn and dusk
as he rose on the horizon
she ducked away
there were other stars in the galaxy
but gravity kept her in orbit
her light was a whisper
his was a crowd cheering
she dared not inch closer
she knew she would burst into flame
each day they watched the same earth
she danced around it, hoping to catch his gaze
he kept his distance
as well he should
sometimes she watched shooting stars
and wished that she might join them
but falling is dangerous
and there was nowhere for her to land
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