Listen babe, who’s that? What are we? Flowers or poetry? You can’t have both…NOPE . Hand me that bucket of ice and lay down. Let me cool you off , get rid of that fever for you. I can’t stay too long though. It’s almost morning. I’ll put you to sleep and let myself out #WhatItsLike . But if you join my covenant. You can be immortal with me. I’ll show you how to lose that fear. Only if you dare. You’ll love it. Have to keep shades on though, the light gets sensitive after a while.And the moon hurts, but everything else is worth your while. In or out?