what one man said to the other as the lover approached

Embrace the Goddess
you skinny-legged motherfucker.

Watch her emotions.
They materialize and hover like
scarlet northern lights,
only to swoop in and
cut the throats of the weak.

She has such beautiful blades
orbiting around her like ice rings,
a thick sandalwood atmosphere
clinging to her gravity.

We are dead astronomers, my friend.

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