You and I are a starry match.
Astronomers throughout the ages have known why.
According to them, you are quite the catch
You are my darling Gemini.

We are both always on the move,
We both have multiple personalities,
We two are like a bump and a groove.
We both hate being brought down to a fake reality.

A great match, deep down at heart.
You and me, Gemini and Sagittarius,
It’s a fantastic start.
The only thing better is a ****** Aquarius.

Oh, why did the angels cry?
We are meant to be, you and I.
From the heavens, we hear the exasperated sigh.
We are meant to be, my loving sweet Gemini.

The moon is like a giant night light.
A phosphorescent, glowing medallion shining bright.
A silent, silver reminder of out fright.
A burning planetary accessory, eternally in the night.

Subtle vibrations.
Energy.
Exquisite sensations.
Energy.
A near perfect nirvana.
Energy.
Cleansing us like a sauna.
Energy.
Despite our bodies being of olden.
Energy.
Inside our bodies are golden.
Energy.
A swirl of red.
Energy.
In a cloud, this is our bed.
Energy.
A force to call your own.
Energy.
You body has reaped what it has sown.
Energy.

I glare up into the darkness,
Feeling like I am going insane.
Sensations say I am losing my brain.
I am truly startled by the oblique starkness.
But when I realize my mistake,
I pull of my colorful, pitch-black hood.
Looking around, I see the morning sun is so good.
I have earned back everything I put at stake.

Define the perils of fame.
Do we really want to play this game?
Do we all feel the same?
Fame never fails to give you a name.

It’s playing a deadly roulette,
It’s something we don’t mess in, or play.
What do the paparazzi have to say?
When we make fools of ourselves and act this way.

What are the tribulations we suffer?
For this we have to play a little rougher,
Even when life gets a little tougher.
These are the trials we will suffer.

What good can come of this?
Of all these things, its humanity you will miss.
What do we pay for these moments of bliss?
When we are loves by the crowd, and showered with a kiss.

Go away, I’ll hiss to you
Leave me alone and in peace, I’m ******
To curl up in my fetal corner
To fade away with father time.

A queen has her man beside her,
Sitting upon the throne.
But I am destined, for sure,
To spend my eternity alone.

Not a single living soul,
Is willingly mine,
All the hearts that I stole,
Mine so sweet, as to not be my valentine.

If I am to spend my life alone,
How long should I wait?
For my heart to turn to stone,
Or for my desires to satiate.

A Woman has her husband,
But what does that leave me?
Unfortunately, time has run out of sand,
An empty life, for me, as far as my eyes can see.