I was the sunrise, golden and bright,
Painting the heavens, chasing the night.
She was the moon, a soft silver glow,
Dancing with stars in a world I don't know.
I rose with the dawn, she lingered in dreams,
We were two rivers with opposite streams.
Her whispers were shadows, my laughter was flame,
We lived in a world that was never the same.
I chased the morning; she cradled the dark,
I lit the forest; she kindled the spark.
Two souls in rhythm, yet never in tune,
I was the sunrise, she was the moon.
