Most glorious threnody;
The celebration of death
Bittersweet-est melody;
The scent of her sweat(h)
Savoring the sensual elegy
With deepest of my breath…
The toast of the evening,
To the sun and his darling death!
I am here to drink to
The love that you make
And elders, to honor you
And that you never fake.
Now let me raise my glass
and merrily commemorate
While she’s still fun, the death and her sun…
While there’s still breath, the sun and his death…
omg who are you?!!!
omg who indeed?!!!
a someone I am glad to know…that is who…