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.