Some day gravity will die
The moon will break her bonds
Deserted beaches left haunted
Abandoned
Gaunt
And echoing the sun’s flaming
Dying
Symphony
A blood-red catastrophe
Of grandeur
Saturn’s rings shattering
Splattering
Stardust across the galaxies
The morning star will wink
Flutter
Stutter
Never again to awaken
The sandman will empty his glass
Spilling soulless grains into oblivion
But in the infinite obsidian
Lost meridians
I’ll dream again
Because I’ll never stop falling in love with you.
-ijs
Gravity
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