Musk town

Settled down in a lifeless room,
all his friends names up on the shelfs,
musky old scent, with the Sun settling
Caught a glimpse of a giggling gal,
lighting her up just right,
making smiles at the sky,
blowing him kisses in the wind
Cycles don't end,
and shes spinning in reverse,
catching her meaning
eating her out,
flips the silver skin
to the outer skin
Digesting within
The air to thin