The grasp of space expands, the seer
Holds my own pleasures, my frigid frights
Despite galaxies tasted, I still feel near
To Alpha Centauri, and your blue world's sight
But hide me away, beneath milky waves
For my shame could span a system twice
In Sirius' twilight, I'll spend my days
Away from my dearest darling

My dear Virgo, if I could tell you my pain
Of speaking in tongues that shake death’s hand
Then I would still be holding you in the rain
But now, rain is small, and the void is grand
From the rings of Jupiter, is this apology much?
Because now, I am drifting farther away
Distracted by the likes of explosions and such
I must keep my sins lost in the skybay

These ventures, I will scream of, to the cherry beyond
Of saccharine sights and flavourful dreams!
For surely, no soul knows what's going on
In the falls of Carinae, it’s as beautiful as it seems
Here, it is bliss to wither away
This is not light and I do not sing
I am silent amidst waning supernovae
Vague senses of sinister, near Andromeda's ring

A beautiful lie it is, the Pillars of Creation
For they have crumbled millennia ago
My beautiful sunset, unseen causation
Dead for a time, before you have grown
Hell will break loose in your sky
And that world will know what beauty brings
I have been left to the twilight's *****
Now, I tire of looking at dead things

Dead things before, dead things again
Galaxies will collide anew
I tire of the cosmos repeating in vain
Along the tides of space, shall I come back to you?
I send you this postcard from GN-z11 
How have you been? How have you aged?
Have you missed me, as I dangled in havens
Or did time miss me only for a day?

It does not matter, I'm coming home!
I will shed my wings in due delight!
I believe I will adjust to your blue dome
The universe, finally away from sight
No more will I be a valiant flea
A simple life, I'd love with you
A yellow hut, rested by the sea
Skipping with my sunshine, on a bayou

Dearest Virgo, we will look at the stars
We will see dead things, and they'll twinkle in your eyes
I'll speak of light, talk of galaxies afar
And we can laugh about how we are mice
I’ll look up and test the waters
And it will remain a lustrous view
Ominous as it is, in a perennial saunter
I would not miss such bliss, for then, I'd miss you

Across the galaxy, I'll make my way back
You will be waiting, as I find beaten tracks
I'll ask, "could the universe love me as much as you do?"
You'll say, "alien, my love is only of truth."