the sun is a cad
licking anyone he can
and releases in
earthly combustion
gotta light, he does
making it burn so good
the sun is a bore
so the world ripped
her face off
and drowned in
the dark ocean waves
blanket of currents
gently rocked her sleep
in the lullaby of ages
in whispers so cold
in words of nothing
as the boy dreams
of bloody revelry
on the nightly whims
in fear and delight
so smooth the moon
beams caress and kiss
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