The Letter
On a simple sheet of paper,
the moon sent these simple lines
to the sun's house:
‘After all these years
of waiting for you,
I feel too shy to ask:
Why don't you marry me?'
And the sun, by way of
one of the stars, replied:
‘After all these years
of hiding from you,
I don't want to tell you:
I don't dare.'
On a simple page the moon
sent this simple line
to the sun's house:
‘I have waited for you all these years
and was too shy to ask you:
Why don't you marry me?'
And the sun sent an answer
through one of the stars
‘All these years
I have been hiding from you
I didn't want to tell you that I don't dare to.'