I carry your voice in my voice
engraved with spray
your ghost kiss
stuck on my lip
lower,
and the map of your
nakedness.
I carry the prism of your eyes
in my astronaut helmet
and the timid aurora of your cells.
And every night under the Milky Way
They seem eternal if you are not.
And every night from my window,
I conjure your immortal name.
And sometimes my skin cries,
when it is tarnished with longing
my mind is inflated,
with so many memories,
I can not sleep anymore.
And on the carpet of your dreams
I am the vagabond ray
and faints and hurts,
but it does not turn off.
And every night under the Milky Way
They seem eternal if you are not.
And every night from my window,
I conjure your immortal name.
I carry the prism of your eyes
in my astronaut helmet
and the timid aurora of your cells.
Milky Way, Milky Way, Milky Way.
If you are not.
Milky Way, Milky Way, Milky Way.
If you are not.
And I know that I'll find you again.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)