Sun and moon

The sun dips beneath the sky. I whisper it my goodbyes. leaving with it is the colours. The colours that make the world a lot funner.  Now the moon pours about the night. Casting down its white silky light. Letting evils bath it in strength. While it pulls in the ocean waves. So slowly it rise and so slowly it sinks. Trying to torture its enemies. But the moon must obey to a greater force. One that keeps the moon and sun divorced.