Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Drifting

Off into space
revolving doors
take me to your universe
where nothing is adored
I want to be a planet
swirling around your core
your science is so puzzling
you're my worm hole
my personal whore
I have faith in you
like one would have in God
don't let me down
do you believe in fate?
Perhaps you're meant to be with me
sometime very soon
you live so many moons away
I feel as if you're already gone
fading into the atmosphere
you distance yourself from me
I won't hurt you
you understand me
my intricate workings
my layers of sound
I'll stick around

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