When The Moon Fell
The lunar balance is at the tip of the tight rope
The night's glow...dims and the tide's low
It sighs cold and at last upon it the light's broke
...The moon moves...past its astronomical cycle
Lover's exhange their last kiss with hands pried
Without the land's light...romance dies
So the night decants lies..flies on cue to burn
As the world cries and tries to rely on Jupiter
The view can turn, with every passing moment
Because if we ask it won't it?
...Well that's God's task to know it...
So love's lastly spoken, by the lips of this farce
And the golden globe's glow...drifts into stars
Then the world rips into parts...sewed by nebbish peers
That leaned to the right...and left both its hemispheres
Oh the threat is near, gravity arose to second gear
Disengaged from the face that host reflection’s tear
"It was said that here...lied a world swallowed by blackness"
Quote the blinking of stars...behind the planets this plaque sits
At last this...expansion, of a gravitational burrowed plight
Wans a vastness...of statements that tasted this world's life
It wasn't a pearl of strife...to ignite the doom to this matter
...Though it was a new-clear distaster...
...When the moon took its last turn...
And like a beautiful lantern, one last flicker to bore the night
If the core's kiss light, then of course there's more to life
The morning arrives, sighs, and invites the sunny dew
...As the couple bids goodbye to the last night of their honeymoon...
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