Don’t tell the sun to set,
The sunset knows.
She parades celibacy
She conceals sentiment
Confidence within her withdrawal,
You rely on her fall.
You feel the intrigue of her flame—
Disguising the coldness of her core.
You’re blinded by her semblance—
It shines through her intentions.
Motives of absence are shaded in theories
Promiscuous out of fear, as every night