She is sprinkled in tiny glows of dust,

They surround her with joys of lust,

Glowing lights puncture her soul,

Till she is engulfed in this hole,

Higher and higher she floats,

Up to space, where no one knows,

She delights in the cosmos of love,

Deeper and deeper, she flows.

Rings of fire call her in,

She can never tire of this sin,

Space dust covers her eyes,

She shall dream tonight,

Of this beautiful sight.



Bright yellow sun,

She is devoted to your fun!






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