Eye candy

A suntan is in a tube.
An unspun tale for the eyes,
A window on a charmed world
is vacant.
Poor Nature's nude - unsung, unglorified.
We crave sleek packaged sweets -
And our wanton hand,
With greed, unsatisfied
Drafts, strokes a cheap romance.

...You'll laugh...
Yet I still reach for
Musings of the night,
When mystery puts on a fine display -
And star-inked is the pen, which draws the Day.


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