I like the idea of the moon chasing the sun. I have been thinking about this lately. I used to think they were opposites. Dark-light, Hot-Cold, Easy to look at- hurts your eyes. She is smooth as she rises taking me to bed where I dream-he is forcing me out of bed and off to work. But then I think they aren’t opposites they are twin flames the ebb and the flow. The pumping in and out. The stroking up and down. She is a reflection of him….she is sometimes cold and waits for him to warm her up. She is darkness and only sees black and white until he fills the sky with colors. He protects her and sets the stage for her appearance. She allows me to sleep so I can be rested to make a difference.