The sweet sun fading over the silent horizon, br The same moon slowly showing to them each br br The secrecy was gone, and the light began to fade br Sliding over us, beyond the others reach, br br Quietly rising, through air thick with silent melodies br Full moonlight, only able to please br br Suffering the insomnia, the sleepless night br Staring only at the stolen light br br On two sides of the world, both can see br The fluid poetry that moves the sea br br The luminous orb, floating in air br From both places, they see the other there br br Together, separate, single apart br They have but a single heartbr br Timothy Weiermannbr br