Steel soldier you are
No match for
Oxygen and water
When the world has gone
To rutilant rust
So have you my child
My red-lipped lover
I want to feel the roughness
Of your corroded soul
Even mountains wear
When wind whips sand
Granules carve their signature
When the world has gone to
Dissonant dust, so my child
The world has worn you
Let me trace your grooves
Fruit will plump
Blood will pump through
Veins, and we will forget
The sun and moon