Like two separated lovers,
Never meant to be together,
Studded like gems
are the two beautiful rulers,
The King Sun and the Queen Moon,
On the throne of the great sky.
Beauty of both so sui generis
The King is the special someone,
Whom the Queen does miss.
The sun is egoistic and won't just stop,
The Moon is often shy,
Blushing behind the veil in the dark.
King being hot and handsome,
Shining brightly and superior to all;
Queen being fair and charming,
An excellent learner, learning how to shine,
Enlightening herself and the stark sky,
with her lover's radiant beauty.
Extremely short tempered is sun,
Blazing fire all the time,
But softly warming those,
Basking in it's shine in the nippy air;
While placate and calm is the moon,
A symbol of soul soothing beauty.
The queen tries her best,
Determined to learn, tightening her waist,
To shine as briskly as her lover;
And the king smiles, enchanted
By the way she shines, though not like him,
But with a beauty making her unique.