Upon wings of whimsy I fly from Earth
To faraway planet where malaise taboo
I experience naught save grand rebirth
Cast off shackles to write “letter” to you
“My darling forgive…the sudden retreat
The touch of your lips I already miss
Message shall one day wash up at your feet
Across black cosmic sea sealed with kiss”
A bottle of love shall cross comet’s tail
Perchance hitch a ride on rogue shooting star
As blue eyes affix on billowing sail
My ardor finds you atop a sand bar
Distant cosmos, awaits your arrival
Come to me my love, ‘t is our survival
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