Tossing and turning, cursed to sleeplessness every night

What will it take to get her out of his mind?

The Sun arrives, and the Moon and her stars clear the way

Yet he is still trapped with her in his thoughts, every passing day

The Sun spends his days pining over the Moon

Hoping to one day be the centre of her Orbit

But the Sun knows well that he should give up hope soon

Because the ultimate choice of the Moon,

Is for the Earth to be part of her circuit

‘Maybe one day,’ the Sun says

‘When all the stars align,

And fate is sealed to destiny,

The Moon will finally be mine,

And true love the constellations will see’