I wonder if the sun yearns for the moon
As it rises in the east
The moon descends in the west
By the time the sun sets in the west
The moon is rising in the east
Sometimes they get a quick peek at one another
From the great distance of east to west
Connected only by a sky of the most beautiful color
Passing sweet messages to one another by clouds
Every now and then they meet and their love
Eclipses the earth, a Blinding Love
Only to separate until that time arrives again