I want a love like this
One that grows as we age
I want a love like that
Something we can look back at
and look forward to
I want a love like yours


I want a love like yours
No fear of taking chances;
of seeing tomorrows
Something I can hold onto
and not easily let go
I want a love like this

eyes dull
heads low
dead silence echoes
cold, still
mellow
so it goes


crestfallen
black and blue
things you never knew
hold still
shallow
so it goes

You, a celestial
that never retrogrades
Bold and fiery, never ceases
Carry on

Billion of stars
but nothing compares to—
you are remarkable
an epitome of vitality and strength

And you go back to chaos
for you were born from it
A resurrection of dust
Carry on.