The moon was stained scarlet tonight
Did you see it? Was it bleeding?
The smoke hung on city lights like silk
Did you see it? Was it suffocating?
Or did love blind you, as it always does?
Geryon must be proud by now
Of the raging red and of our love
The smell of burning embers
And of forbidden sex
The moon hung low tonight
Her crimson costume glazing our eyes
As love blinded us once again.
[California fires suck. I breathed in more smoke than oxygen today. And yes, the moon really was, in fact, red tonight.]
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