Here Comes My Sky Poem by Henrik Somogyi

Here comes the Sun,
The Mother of the warmth,
But where is the fun:
Stolen by the worms.

Here comes the Moon,
The lazy dog of night,
She will bite me soon,
And over is the fight.

Here come the Stars,
Tiny ants of brain,
Diligent space-punchers,
To inject all my pain.

Here comes my Angel,
The key to my life,
Unfold me your favour!
And be my wonderwife.

Here comes the marrow,
Filling all my bones,
Bloodcells carry sorrow,
And make cry all the clowns.

If you do not come to me,
I will melt away,
Sun and Moon will see
My blinking, cold last day.