His skin shines like the purest gold
And his hair is white as fire
The taste of buttered popcorn and summer
Are all he leaves behind

The warmth of his retreat makes way
For her
With the darkest of complexions
Constellations across her nose
Invite the life to rest

And they will watch over
Never truly meeting
Holding onto the edges of each other's presence
Until the shine begins to fade

There is a haze now
No more buttered popcorn
Summer is indistinguishable
The constellations are gone

For how can night or day exist
When the seasons do not change
And the sky is forever grey
With smog

No one ever tastes the poison
Till it is past their lips
No one ever notices
Till they are gone

They cease
Just like
That