They Run 'Em Nights Burning Flames
They run 'em nights burning flames
Around the evening fire that long owned fame
With the trepidation of light escaping shadows
Shooting sparks the horizon adores
Wood bundles riding onto heads of maids
To light the flame that vacuum the thoughts for beds
With the twilight that doth with them come
They run 'em nights burning flames
A ring of skins make the light waves out phase
With the jealousy winds that whine to stop the blaze
Like a pilot flames run 'em nights
A small version of what daily brights
Tales diffuse through the smoke that gossip
High knees, mouths welcoming a jar that settles on the bottom lip
For with the glow, darkness fulfils none of its aims
As they run 'em nights burning flames.
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