Your love is like skydiving, an unnerving thought, breathless & intoxicating elevations beyond exhilarating, as it transforms life's panorama nothing seemed ever the same, after the thrill of the fall
I ate all the stars last night every single one Then I had a comet cone for dessert Now I have starburn and I'm burping up rays of light that sunburn my throat
The comet cone was too sugary So I let it spew away Now I have to learn all the new constellations And of course it's all Confucius