In the dance of celestial bodies, we find,
A tale of love, of moon and sun entwined.
After years apart, they meet once more,
A shining groom, a bride adored.
Yet, the sun's attention wanes with time,
Leaving the moon to wait in patient rhyme.
So too, dear lover, await your own,
Whose nameless presence will be shown.
As the moon, a precious pearl, does hide,
Do not shy from the sun's bright stride.
In the game of hide and seek they play,
Your beloved may seem far away.
But fear not, for in the darkest night,
Your beloved is there, within your sight.
No need for grief or veils of black,
For love's embrace, there's no lack.
MyKoul
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