Might you be mine
if I had more eyes than lips
or will that soft symphony escape
like it did one day,
a long time ago?
Told you about forever
and the stars that
were our lasting legacy.
I wanted to fly us away,
break the bonds of this
shattered place.
You chose to leave
and now I'm at the border
where the sun and the sky meet.
God bless my steely soul
for the hurt you radiated
burnt me like a thousand candles
lit up in the Venusian sky.
Might you be mine again
the stars will be our destiny
once more.
For their light is a beacon
and it shines true
true like the fiery passion
which you could never cool.
And like a burnished statue
whose surface bears his legacy
of the lightbulbs of galaxies
I stand alone,
gratified and blessed.
The heat hath made me
tough, serenely tranceful
like a bodhisattva who
looks like a sage
and has seen forever.
