Dreaming of the day
[The following is an oc lore poem written by me.]
As the sun rises at dawn,
she wakes up the moon from her slumber,
who just proceeds to jawn.
Enthusiastically the sun explains her plan,
and even though the moon doesn't understand, she's still a loving fan.
As they finish this silly little meeting,
they both go hand in hand,
to give the world an unforgettable greeting!
Well, hand in hand only in spirit,
and if you wonder why,
while the moon simply isn't ready,
the sun is very shy.
Will that ever change? Is something you may ask,
And I say:
Well, only on the day,
that the moon will drop her mask.
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