The Moon

I now recognize
Why the moon chases the earth
She keeps him at a distance
Timid to get even the smallest bit closer
But incapable of turning away

She watches him watch her
She is the sun
How could he not be infatuated with her
Everything revolves around her
Everyone wants to be her
Be near her

But there sits the moon
In all of her grandeur
Watching from a distance,
Him watching

her.

– I am the moon, you are my earth, and she is your sun