A perfect orbital and
A perfect moon,
Me and Eileen
Had been switching
Since the ancient time.
Both, we like the sunlight
Both, we like spinning around
Until the sun came between us
A perfect eclipse occurred
The light fainted.
I closed my eyes.
I only open them
To watch the sun or Eileen
Or may be I was scared;
The eclipse is always seen as
A bad luck.
Hope is it was just
A blink from
A promising universe.
Hope, the moon will return
On its track
Because without Eileen
I am a flat ocean
Or lover’s slack.
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