we jumped through the ring
that the moon made
with the sun today
we left the world to itself
and sealed ourselves
in a gold laced cocoon
fit for any infant monarch
all of our dreams are in a pool
just as with any infant monarch
the melding of yours and mine
into the ultimate potion of ours
will come to fruition at the end
of the golden age of eclipses
but for now we rest
in the ocean of our dreams
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