Broken in half to separate parts, I can see way past all the stars. So far past I sometimes get lost and somehow end up on Mars, completely engulfed by dust. It used to be the two of us, complete thoughts in isolation and I think I’ve had enough. To leave, it’s way to soon, silence becomes by tune, I wanted to be your sun ’cause you were always my moon.
Up there on Mars, time reversed to when we were young. I was the moon dust that engulfed you, sun. From darkness to light you sprung, from fellow stars undone. To the moon your perpetual song sung, beckoning from start dust to moon dust to moon, come.