The city is tinted pink today
And the moon is low enough to touch from the rooftop
I see her see me
As I peak out the window
�what have you done?�
she asks me, but I only reply
�what am I doing?�
I feel her within me
Cold inside
But glowing
I look radiant
But I also look still
And I know my molten layer
Inside, is folding back on itself
I am nothing and everything at the same moment
Because
All I have are possibilities
The street lamp�s fuzzy as she moves further away
A hazy orange
And I can hear for miles
Know the moon is listening.