she a Satan with Saturn’s halo
talks to the moon
he is from Jupiter, a bit of loon
cosmic conspiracy wrought in stars
Cupid’s lame aim sought the wrong hearts
prison’s cell of hell
heaven’s priestly bell
devil’s songs of thunder
angels skies’ slumber,
make an insane orchestra the night
he catches her drunken sight
the tide flames of his lips rise
to kiss the faint moonlight locked in her eyes
the swift shift of seasons take a halt
demon’s mid-night tireless waltz
the night a Satan with Saturn’s halo
who talks to the moon,
fell in love with a Jupiter loon...
