The poem that explains the Artwork :<\/p>\n
The sun burns low, a weary flame,
\nIts golden heart whispers your name.<\/p>\n
A fleeting pulse, a final sigh,
\nIt sinks to meet the waiting sky.<\/p>\n
The moon emerges, cloaked in shade,
\nA silent mourner, softly frayed.<\/p>\n
Its silver face, both shy and bold,
\nCarries secrets the dusk has told.<\/p>\n
They reach so close yet worlds apart,
\nBound by longing, torn in heart.<\/p>\n
The sun weeps fire, the moon drinks tears,
\nTheir love is confined by endless spheres.<\/p>\n
In this fragile dusk where shadows bloom,
\nThe sun aches bright, the moon exudes gloom.<\/p>\n
One fades to rest, one wakes to roam,
\nYet neither can call the night their home.<\/p>\n
Oh, fleeting sun and shadowed moon,
\nEternal lovers cursed too soon.<\/p>\n
Their reverie is eclipsed by fate\u2019s cruel art,
\nForever touching, but worlds apart.<\/p>\n