She was his moon,
He was her ocean,
And together;
They gossiped about the stars,
Sang lullabies for the wind,
And danced under the rains.
But in the melancholic end,
The moon would just sink down below the ocean and then vanish.
Then the sun would come,
And the bright day would start,
But when dark nights would come again,
The moon would walk through the sky to meet the ocean.
And they'd again gossip about the stars, sing and dance together,
So as to form a magical world of their own.
And the poetic universal rhyme,
Of days and nights,
would go on again and again.

And oh little heart,
If you ever feel broken,
Just gaze upon the moon and the ocean,
For you too shall be someone's moon,
And someone shall be your ocean.
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