Mother moon, Father sun, together they bore a love. With a twinkle in her eye, like all her siblings. And they in a dark blue night surrounded by clouds of dust and rock. She has the beauty of a hundred white nights and thirty blue moons. When she leaves it signifies the coming day. When she reappears she lets me know that the night has fallen. Right after dusk where she saw her father again, even if only for a short while. Everytime she is concealed behind clouds of rain, it saddens me to not see her face. When she is hidden my heart breaks. For she is the one who I love. I love to see her radiant light. It covers me like a beautiful blanket. when she does this I know that she loves me too. I only wonder what she is thinking when I am away, or when she is hidden behind her cousin cloud. And I hope one day, together we'll be. And her father will accept us as a couple. Then will my day be complete, all at night.