Recovering the Past, Part Two

Here is more of the poem from last week.  Just click the link, or scroll down. [I have since come up with a proposed title for this poem.  "Love-Struck Somewhere between the Sun and the Moon"  I think it fits.]
IV.  Look at the sun and moon, so high above us.
       There, we will build our home,
       Rivaling Kubla's Xanadu
       His fabled pleasuredome.

       A castle hidden between the clouds and sky,
       A manor house so grand,
       But nowhere will be happier
       Then where I hold your hand.

V.  Only the sun and moon can know the future
      And what tomorrow brings.
      Yet I doubt that they would tell us
      About such mundane things.
 
      If I have need to know what will be our fate,
      I look into your eyes.
      There, I will see our destiny.
      It comes as no surprise.

VI. The mighty sun and moon cannot control my thoughts
       Or what mood I am in,
       But all my emotions crumble
       At the sight of your grin.

       It makes me laugh, and can dry up all my tears.
       It dispels all the rage,
       All the madness will fade away.
       I fly free from my cage.

VII.  You are my sun and moon, my bright shining star.
         You are the world to me.
         Yet you don't even know my name.
         It's such a tragedy.
       
         Just give me this moment, one glorious try,
         A last chance, then I'm done,
         Under the mysterious light
         Of the moon and the sun.