The green don’t go nowhere. It spreads like the lust between a pair of bitten sweethearts.
I remember that jellylike silhouette stalking Luna’s glow, never could I taste it during Sun’s reign, yet night’s power fed me spoonfuls of courage to indulge.
Our shared moon vexation keeps our limbs endlessly bound, dancing, swimming amid the tide. You swallowed my after hours, my saliva patched the black hole in your chest,and I think it was then.
in love again.
