sunsets are chemical induced and smothered by fumes, and they silhouette the sweat on the empyrean's muscles.
the twilight nights where even the stars are smudged out of existence are the nights the moonman takes her with him to promenade the nebula and walk on uneven platforms of neptune's craters and the moon-dawn after, when she wakes up and notices her boots flyspecked with cloud residue, spat at with black salt.
she blushes ten shades of obstreperousness
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(short one before the long ones)
