You're the one
I'd find at the other end of a wormhole
We could be torn apart by time and space
And that same cruel universe would bend us back together

So darling, let's go stargazing
Let's lay down in bed and astral project
Lose our physical forms
Brush fingertips through the sky
The material of space and time
And **** it all up
With a single touch

We can mind meld and lose our voices
But I guarantee I'd still be thinking of you
When all thoughts are gone
When Asimov's last question has been answered
You'll still be on my mind

And when we come to in our bed
Sweaty and wrapped in an embrace that is not fatal
But will see us to our deathbeds still
I'll pull apart to grab a marker
And draw nebulas on your arms

So baby, make me a galaxy
Connect the marks on my skin and make meaning of them
I'll trace out the words of scars
Saturated on your skin
Learn the code of your soul and find my name
Written in the stars
Written on your heart
Where I always will and always have belonged