One drumming to her own tune,
One humming Clair de Lune,
Pairs never clashed as did the
The Sun,
and The Moon.

One liked red,
One, blue.

One preferred rain,
The other, a clear sky with a golden view.

While one gorged on Chips,
The other focused on his hips.

Society thought there would be:
Conflict, Chaos.
But forgot that Communication and Conversation,
A knack of picking battles, and
Never going to war,
Would lead to three bodies in harmony,

Inexplicably, sometimes,
Opposites attract,
But if you search hard enough,
Maybe there’s a whole world holding the Sun and the Moon together.


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