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The silver sheen in the sky
Created darkness if not found thereby
When in its full and vibrant look
Created ripples and the sea shook
The tides rise high to touch and kiss their suitor
The moon though remains the unrequited love!
Tossing their emotions in an upheaval
It recedes slowly, to play hide and seek
The tides follow suit, they prefer to be meek
They long for the full moon
They pine to culminate the passion
The lunar disc wanes and disappears to appear again slowly
It plays, ruffles, and entices the sea waves
But just flirts and moves away,
Tis the resolve of the waves to pull it closer
‘Tis the game of the moon to evade and be the poser!
Unrequited love remains full but unfulfilled…
