Jealousy

The moon looks over the sun;
jealous and broken.
For the sun does not give shade;but light and warmth.
The moon casts a shadow over the world...
casting a blackness over people's eyes.

The moon is pale;white and plain.
The sun is a ball of fire,
water reflecting back it's sparkle...
But in the black sky the moon sits; surrounded by stars
the moon does not care about.

Through the day the moon's shadow lingers in the sky;
watching over the sun
Jealousy forming over it like a swarm of bees.

There it sits in awe,
sadness and jealousy,
as it sits in the blackness of the sky,
and the sun sits in the daylight.