I admire you.
To a subordinate extent.
And I guess if you're the sun
Then I'd be the stereotypical moon
But I feel like together
We will never be an eclipse.
We do not blind
Nor do we cause marvel.
We revolve and never touch
And we never stand in front of the other
Because we're on different levels.
Even in front of you
You are above me.
Even behind you,
You tower above me.
And I would say you blot out the sun
But by extension that would mean yourself-
And yet when I consider.
I realize that is not as false as I originally thought.
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