We are the Children of the Sun,
Sister to Moon,
unyielding to none

Rushing gracefully to outrun
the warring tug of our orbit
brutish and unrelenting
naught to be forsaken

We are tokens of synergy
an Ocean of Energy
flaring flames of Inferno
waiting, imminently
we promenade 'cross spaceous sea
to engulf the fragile faun in flight
Hell hath no other to share this night

We are the dark and undetected
electrically affected
magnetic resonance of the One.

*~ forever we will be the Children of the Sun ~

She says she loves me
But the meaning is artificial
Like a prosthetic leg
To help her walk again
She clears her throat ready to talk again
But the I love you doesn't reach me
I'm to busy shooting harpoons at the moon
Trying to reel it in
With the recycled words she gave me
Fishing for her love
Only to have the bait stolen
By the hate I harbor within
It trickles to the surface
Leaving behind evaporated acid in the air
I wear her I love you
But it cracks easily like cheap leather
Turns brittle in the cold weather
Flacks off and disintegrates before touching the ground  
But I still love it when she says I love you