the man on the moon grabbed the sun by her waist
and kissed her face, right on the lips
he then started to swoon, overcome by her taste
not quite hugging, but hands on her hips
not a moment too soon, 'as the lady, quite chaste
scorched his fingers while singeing their tips
but he did it, the loon, it's the sun he embraced!
a brief moment, but he did eclipse
Author notes: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2797207-Eclipse
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