I'll make a swing on Saturn's ring
Feet swaying, fingers crossing
Dear falling stars, grant me this whimsical wish
To put it into words make me seem foolish
But I'll put my chances in these clauses

To that celestial boy with stellar orbs
With strawberry cheesecake order
Who sat alone in a cafe on South avenue
Hi, how are you Mister Apollo?
You wouldn't even remember me— I know
My presence was nonexistent like little Pluto
It's not a big deal though
This echoes of starbursts I just can't swallow
Makes me want to tell you that babe
You got my butterflies in a rampage
Your are more celestial than the Aurora
Like a deity sent from above, Sinta

It was a bright afternoon of a Sunday
But I got to peek at the secrets of the Milky Way
One glance was all it took, swear to Neptune
All the waxing and waning of the moon
I'll spend it with you, dance with the tune
Of all the heavenly constellation
This cold heart of mine got melted
Gravity must be working real twisted
I kept thinking how every part of you was magical
I wonder if holding hands with you would be just as ethereal

So when you took one last sip of that coffee
I unconsciously called all the deities
To not make this just one encounter
Let us meet on the grounds of Jupiter
Brushing our lips on the Abyss
To be with you in every equinox and solstice