the sun and the moon

dumb me never remembered that sun and moon do "meet" during eclipse. please ignore that as poetic licence. 
the stars disappear one by one.

a stillness in me - the moon fades for the sun.

i'm watching them dance in the sky,

together but always apart.

i'm watching them pull up the drapes

of scattered cloud trails.

i wonder if my dreams are my sun,

always in front of me, but never attainable.

i wonder if my dreams will come true

when the moon meets the sun.