Every so often
the two unite
amid pre-dawn shadows
for a lovers tryst.
Trembling they lie
under his pearlescent cloak
quietly content
iridescently aglow.
When there parades
the other....
in a fiery blaze
making her blush
for her wayward ways.
For fair maiden Morn
has lovers two,
the jealous sun
and the gentle moon.
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