1 August 2012
Full moon, in the silver night sky.
Air silent & dry. Stars, falling, cry.
In the horizon, falling stars fly.
Glowing lights die, the moon shines bright.
Catching eyes, the moon begins to melt.
Dripping down the sky.
Slowly fading its light.
Flickering in the sky.
Melting like wax, dripping like molten.
Leaving a frost with a cold.
Stars in the night lost their light.
Splashing the ground.
Moon melted down.
White chrome magic leaving the world soundless.
Melting The Moon • Opuss № I