Prompt thirteen

I sat with the moon by my side

Hanging words on stars

We sang songs to the sun

In laughter unbound

Although the sun hid his swoon

He lets us feel his warm glow

The moon stayed close enough to touch

Close enough to whisper all my secrets

And she whispered back

When night loved day

And day loved night

The moon sang a special tune

The sun he grew bright

But it was in the eclipse

They found the perfect light

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