The Sun decided to meet the Moon today
While I sat underneath
Watching the sky
Torn apart,
Eaten away by desire...
Not much longer
Said the wise old cricket
As I apprehended
The rickety framework of nature....
I prayed,
For a moment of chance
To take over...
A pause before the inevitable
And they can triumph
Over conventions....
The clouds scorned
As I wished away my senses....
While the bulb crackled
From the lamp post...
Creaking,
With the weight
Of unbridled emotion...
They cried
I watched
And someone, somewhere
Let out a cold sigh....
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