fair lights on a southern terrace Options

[Heathasm]

Fair lights, on a southern terrace
Hide obscurity, rusted into the dance floor,
As their luminosity spreads for a distance-
Potent remarks that scale “x” embedded into the earth

Ink spilt from these outlets
Paved onto the stage-
A black-showy blood with cancer-
Vines climbing up your body
Until it reaches your lips

Baby, your veins are under my fingers
On these grounds, when we dance
Under the fair light spreading
Across the southern terrace

[Heathasm]

the stage had little outlets and there was this black stuff that looked like big globs of ink, but i think it was just tar...lol
i kind of got imaginative in that stanza
>_> its kind of corny to say this but cancer spreads quickly, it looked like the tar was spreading, and so was the urge to kiss him. it all seemed artistic to me but im sure he was just thinking 'mmm sloopyy wet kiss' on the side of 'i dont feel to well *BELCH*'

i basically just put all of that together in one tight small stanza
no one would get it by reading...i like to let my poems have multiple meanings, and have people just imagine what the words could mean. But that is what it meant to me