heyyy, so i was bored and was feeling kinda poetic so here is a poem. it's from the moon's prospective (before the first eclipse). this is queer, the moon is bi and the sun is a lesbian (my gaydar is so good hehe im joking) i hope you enjoy it. shfjskakdvkv
as she rises i fall constantly so tall took so many to get up there but sadly we can never share i thought today was the day but yet again she goes the other way does she think about seeing me i question how that would be if i met her once in life i would ask her to be my wife even though we'd never speak again she would think of me at ten but for now i rise as she sets i wonder how much sleep she gets maybe we will someday but that day is not today
