To sit and spin
Our blood within.
Must travel & turn'th
For oxygen it yern'th.
So too the earth doth spin
Similarly warmed from within
It rotates around a point of union.
The generation of Helium from Hydrogen.
The sun releases its emission of light and heat
The catalyst that allowed your heart to beat.
So too the planets worship the star
Forever in view but yet too far
Although it can create
It can destroy without debate.
It shall burn until its fit to burst
And explode to what it was once first.
Stardust.
I see it everywhere
It's in your eyes and in your hair
That special way that you sit and stare.
Oh, to be part of a perfect pair.
Only such beauty could be formed from a shining star.
If only you were not so far.
Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 1:55 PM UTC
To sit and spin
Our blood within.
Must travel & turn'th
For oxygen it yern'th.
So too the earth doth spin
Similarly warmed from within
It rotates around a point of union.
The generation of Helium from Hydrogen.
The sun releases its emission of light and heat
The catalyst that allowed your heart to beat.
So too the planets worship the star
Forever in view but yet too far
Although it can create
It can destroy without debate.
It shall burn until its fit to burst
And explode to what it was once first.
Stardust.
I see it everywhere
It's in your eyes and in your hair
That special way that you sit and stare.
Oh, to be part of a perfect pair.
Only such beauty could be formed from a shining star.
If only you were not so far.
This started out as a poem about another topic entirely but ended up being the subject of an obvious infatuation i appear to still have.
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