Let’s create our own paths,
go where neither of us has gone before,
find love on the rocks of a foreign shore,
find life in the places struck off the maps,
plan major plot points and fill in the gaps.
Let’s walk hand in hand through a forest of pines,
travel the world in parallel lines,
gaze at the moon on a midwinter night,
make love in the grass in her pale light.

Our eyes no longer see black,
colours abound in our wanderlust.
Exploring our love with the stars on our back,
forever moving in our own little universe.