From the east she does rise,
Colors spread over the distant horizon,
As beauty floats into the skies.
I see her again in the west,
Still she sinks with color rays of splendor
She must go despite protest.
Here I illuminate the night
Floating softly through the jet black sky.
Reflecting only her light.
Planets all circle around
Yet they look past the brilliant beauty
To her light I am bound.
Rarely I get a close glimpse,
As the two of us travel in circles round
Except when we do eclipse.
Separated by a day
Earth forever will stand in the middle
Blocking my love’s way.
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You did an amazing job on this poem. I was driving down Erie and I noticed how the sun makes its journey right over it the whole day because it rises on one extreme and sets on the other. I was going to write about it, but you beat me to the punch.
Honestly, I have to say, you nailed this poem its great!
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