THE PERFECT LOVE

The most tragic
Yet the purest of all
The love of the sun and the moon
Loyal as you would ever dream
But destined to never meet eye to eye.

No rosy or warmly wishes
No cuddles or morning pecks
No romantic walks or talks
Yet never misses to meet
When the time comes

When day and night switch
One sleeps in peaceful harmony
While the other
Burns warmly
To sweeten their dreams

They have got nothing
But having each other’s back
That is true love
And that too is pure love

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