Orange Slice
My eyes see tonight
Moon looks like an orange slice
Dropped into the skies
Moon drops acid tears
Skin and lips turning, turning
to sweet orange bliss
Burning eyes turn red
Tears turn from acid to salt
Turning sight to blind
Skin stained orange hue
A taste of sweet hate thereof
And of sour love
My eyes see tonight
Moon looks like an orange slice
Dropped into the skies
Copyright © Alyssa Finley | Year Posted 2006
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