Poems

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.'