Requisite

 Pumpkin face
smashes to tune
entwined to embrace
the yet of too soon
we quicken the pace
still sick is my moon
I burn , can't erase
this phase , turns me cool .

Walking I see
ghosts stalking
with breeze
ocular in three
light forking tall
from me.

Betting shops
frozen rain tear drops
let up is not
settling on no spot
I beg it to stop
blue legs
is what she's got
a requisite , last shot
wrong pegs to fit
this slot .

Satellite too far
mighty bright
nebular
wrong way is right
from polar
a final fight
of I star .