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The night sun burns bright this evening

as it watches us dance in the rain

We pick its fruits

and share its bounty

as we embrace its cold, crystal air.


It sparkles in our eyes

with every longing gaze

and fills the air

between every soft kiss.


It opens up the darkness

so we can live as kings

owning the world around us

freeing us from the burdens of man

and the inhibitions of mortal life.


It gives us

two hopeless lovers

a place to call our own

as the rest of the world

cools in the shroud of darkness

and slumbers the hours away.


The night sun is our sun

It asks for nothing

It takes nothing

Instead offering us a place to dance

hand in hand

until the morning comes.


Watching us with misty tears

that turn to dew as they touch the grass

beneath the feet of two hopeless lovers

who are finding one another

in a clearing of darkness

made by the smiling face of the nighttime sun

and owned for a moments eternity

by two lovers dancing

in the cold midnight rain



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