The sun gleams,
the earth spins,
and the moon,
enamored with Gaia,
cannot bear to shift
her tantric gaze
from the splendor of Terra:
nary a blink.
But has she ever seen the sun?
Has she?
One glance at Sol,
and Luna would be
bewitched by his light,
and Gaia would die
from a broken heart.
agd
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