For T.B.
Wandering on winding roads,
No Destination,
Just a Journey.
Just the two of us.
Out the window are the stars,
Shining and static,
Intelligent and challenging.
They spread across the blanket of the night sky of ebony,
Elegantly surrounding us.
Aimless, as we are,
A light between us hasn't died.
It shines like the sun, scorching and acidic yellow.
It shines like the moon, serene and palest white.
It is ours, no one else's.
How I want to touch the sky,
Outstretch my arm to take hold of a star.
A gift of hot sparkling gas,
So I can show you how far I will go for you.
Aimless, as we are,
I'd bend the mountains.
And let our paths converge,
Heart-to-heart.
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