How often I pilfer
the shine from the sun
and treasure it
in the fold of my hearts for you,
and while the inferno
radiating from the stolen shine
tears my heart
my visage still beams
thinking about the surprise
I will give you

And how many time
you purloin the Sheen
from the moon
protecting me from the blaze,
soothing me
when you hold me
in the crook of your arms

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