For my Moon:
tell me about how infinite the sun is as the tears flow freely down yours cheeks
for its beauty has you breathless
yes, the sun is very ethereal
yet in this moment
I can't take my eyes off of you.
you are more beautiful than the sun
yes, even with your runny nose
and crocodile tears
because, I have never seen the sun cry
while admiring the beauty of others
but here you are, Mr. Moon
on yours knees
babbling over the beauty of the sun..
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