Three Friends

Burning Searing Sun
Soft through the skin
Bring your grace down here
Tearing past the grey
Shadows of today
Stroke away the fear
Gold and Steaming moon
Call down a tune
Lend us your ear
Glide by the curves
Which your secret serves
But bring not your spear
And life holds no time
By the blink of your eyes
As both you watch
Your sister planet die