❝ Golden pelt in the heat of day, Moon-bright paws when the shadows play. One seeks the warmth of a sun-lit path, The other speaks with a silent half. A split face watching the night sky fall, A golden heart answering the call. Different worlds that the dawn connects, In sun and silver, the soul reflects. Moonrise brings the golden gaze, To turn the night to brighter days. Fate has woven a golden-moon, Sun and silver, in perfect tune. ❞
Song - Perfect by Ed Sheeren Art + Poem - Google
