The Star & The Sun

Said the star to the sun, 'to me you're the one,
who brightens these skies through the day.
My love for you could split me in two,
it is dark when you are away.'


The sun blushed as it set and said, 'I really regret,
that I know that your love is not true.
For if it was so, I think that you'd know,
that I brightened the night-time too.'


The star said 'agreed, I'm not going to plead,
And I think that we did this too soon.
I'm sick of your lies and your happy goodbyes,
And I've fallen in love with the moon.'


The sun started screaming, 'you must have been dreaming,
if you thought that I'd beg you "don't go."'
But her tears were the rain on the long desert plain,
And her sorrow the city-bound snow.


(She said): 'Go back to to your mother the morning.
Run along to your home in the sea.
Waste all your best smiles on feminine wiles,
But don't waste your last words on me.'


The star quickly objected, 'it was me you rejected:
my "words" were too sparse or too few.
I've wasted long hours on thank you's and flowers,
but I won't waste my last tears on you.'


(He said): 'It's cold outside in the evening.
And the night now looks sad forlorn.
But although I'll forget that the sun has now set,
Perhaps you'll remember the dawn.'