Standing moon 

And you wake up consciously breathing that person, the same one that rocks your very being to sleep into a surreal dream. A fantasy that cannot be significantly real without two beings. 
Yet the wandering mind does that, wander. 1,604 miles of wandering, wondering if you see the same moon I see. Perspective does not change the fact the moon is the moon. Thus the sun will always be the sun. Love will always be love, just a different perspective.

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