The Two Lovers

The sunrise is unviewable from this position.

The sunset, too.

Too much crowding of buildings and trees

to witness Sol complete his daily routine.

I don’t often spy Luna either,

with her choosing to cross the sky

after all the blinds have been closed.

This whole dance between star-crossed lovers

hidden from my view,

partially by my choice

and partially by my circumstance.

I don’t know why I choose to still write of them

when I can’t see them.

Maybe it’s because I know they’re still there.

Maybe it’s because I want them to be.

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