The Sun to My Moon

You rise when I fade, a golden hum over my quiet silver shade. We never meet — not fully, not yet, but somehow, our souls still connect. You’re the glow that wakes the world, I’m the calm when dreams unfurl. You burn with laughter, I whisper in tune — you, the sun; and I, your moon. We chase each other ‘round the sky, a dance of moments that never die. Even apart, your light finds me, in the hush of night or morning’s sea. And when we do touch — that brief eclipse, it feels like the universe holds its breath, as if time forgets its ticking lips, and love outshines the threat of death. So go on, shine — I’ll follow your hue, reflecting every bit of you. We may orbit worlds apart, it’s true… but my heart will always turn to you.