My Adonis,
If you were the morning
I'd be the morning star

If you were the evening
I'd be the evening star
I'd stay above the horizon
Where
the shy sky and the lovelorn land surprisingly snog
The surroundings without fog
I'd become vesper
like a silver
sequin

If you were the scorching sun
I,
Venus would go around you
I'd melt
Or rather
I'd be a stunning sunflower
I'd gaze at you
Yours
Forever
Venus