The tears are fluorescent. Extraterrestrial warrior's descent on grassy fields that feel like human toes Grasping, choking for oxygen.
Acquisitive you are, touching and feeling, Like a baby who has never cried. The hole in your chest can only be filled By me, reaching for the world's evils.
If I could, I would have made you out of glass. Incipient man, the starry eyes, You, see me for who I am, dazzle As I polish away inconsistencies and lies.
Make me your gaze as I bite on Soft ears that only know Thrilling laments Of all things beautiful.