Low sun breaks
whites of eyes
and disappears in
pools of brown
making them glow
a burning amber
as you turn
a god is
looking at me
and sweet nectar
on moonlit lips
I do see
Low sun breaks
whites of eyes
and disappears in
pools of brown
making them glow
a burning amber
as you turn
a god is
looking at me
and sweet nectar
on moonlit lips
I do see