13 februarie 2012

Stargazer



Cover your tracks, little star,
your trail is hot and I’m a hunter. 
I’m a twisted young pulsar, 
sweeping through the black water 
of space and all eternity that passed - 
patiently spiralling the dream 
of our merging yet to come. 

And if I ever come to grasp 
your burning arms of stellar dust 
I'd kiss them with my flaming lips 
so that you'd fall in cosmic sleep 
and let my ray drift for a while. 
Time will pass faster than 
a crystal meth addiction.

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