Between the Sun and Me Valentine

Between the world of perception
And the world of being
Enough room for a few talks
Between the third heaven
And the viruses of the world
Enough room for a bed and table
But between you and me
Not a hair's difference
We still live at the mercy of the sun
Of course but being one
We set up a kind of opposition
Purely theoretical but yes
Whose very existence
Proves the sun itself exists