The night’s Aurora’s glowing green,
Like poison ivy, poison scheme.
With plotting fangs the nature teems,
That’s why it’s green, or so it seems.
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It runs in me, to green’s delight,
To snake inside without a fight.
The venom’s black, so black and bright,
Glistening alone in moonless night.
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Glistening in me like it’s her home,
The green venom, my mouth in foam.
The kid in me alone does roam,
The cold marble, like martyr’s dome.
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Let herself in without my wish,
The birds of prey? Or hunts of fish?
Sauntered along a dizzy bliss,
Pulled me into a deep, green kiss.