Say 1,000 "I love you"'s
and blow 1,000 kisses,
but my love for you my darling,
all of these, misses.
Hold my hand in the rain,
and kiss me in the sun,
walk with me through stars and space,
for us time will not run.
Give my heart some wings
or rather let me float away,
yet in your orbit I'd prefer
to stay and stay and stay.
Here I'll float quietly,
"typical" has no power here,
here silence binds us together,
in silence, "have no fear."
I really like writing about space, and love.