I want cosmic love

Keep your conservative nine to five love
That mechanical love that feels so cold against my skin
The kind love that restricts the breathing of first chances
The kind of love that shouts heartache from the first verse
The kind of love that goes day to day without passion
Keep your black love that swims in a sea of uncertainty
That pulls me drowning into an abysmal depression
The kind of love that feels like talons ripping into my heart

I want cosmic love

The kind of love that fills the empty spaces of space
I want love that swells in kaleidoscopic swirls
Of purple, blue, green, red, orange, and yellow
Glowing neon beneath a black-light kind of love
I want love born from a binary star going supernova
Exploding far across the Milky Way
I want love that sings the songs of the galaxy
With the beauty of nebulae streaking across the skies

I want your cosmic love