For Cynthia...
I
See you
Perched upon your crescent throne
Veiled
In
Your twilight cloak
Glowing
High above us mere moral mortals
Shining
Your radiant beauty
The million eyes
Of your
Million spies
Wink and play voyeur
Watch us
Like we're a movie
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