The Envious Moon
In the midnite of earth's noon,
Sun's shadow blackens the moon.
Silver shades of pale desire
Are consumed within its fire.
Adrift in darkness of death,
The burnt moon struggles for breath.
Unremembering the plight
Desire brought, it slays the night.
This envious moon of sky
Sighs with dispassionate eye:
The sun too will one day die.
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