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How many lumens would it take to burn you
Sky-clad and free under the pale moonlight
Would your aching bleached skin cry in relief
Feeling anything in the dark of night again?

How long has it been since the full moon shone?
Have ten years slipped away so easily?
It's been longer than it hasn't by now
And has been for quite some time

Reaching for where it once shone bright
I took a piece of that stone within me
It's been so long since I've needed it
Yet I took its name as my very own

Shimmering crimson in gray half-light
Artifice that stopped being relevant even in its heyday
Yet tints my vision to this very day
Did I want you or want to be you?

There's a different stench in the air now
So high above the same town you shone over
It's bitter cold and smells of the sea
And myriad streetlights look like distant stars

My liver's stronger than I gave it credit for
But I certainly never tested it like you
It all felt like ancient history that night
And that night is even older now

What a brilliant scar upon my corneas
To stare at a moon as bright as the sun
Unflinching, unyielding
Just eager for the bowl of soup we shared

I've made my own light since then
Followed it to the darkest corners of home and Hell
Yet for a moment, I could smell your shine again
And it made me set up camp for the night

Where does the moon wander on nights like this?
So high above home, I still can't fathom your view
What must it be like to see continents like this?
And grant the slightest burn to my night-pale skin?

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