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ammorouswe cycle like stars, bursting in secret with radiant shakes.
on two feet, they may speak of us like doves, like we are alive and caressing one another.
they see our affection. they call it science.
chemicals in the brain, no, we are but twinkling pieces of air granted faux eternity.
i never witness your winking light. maybe i'm too far away.
maybe it's because i don't want to.
but we're nothing, nothing but stars.
nothing but cosmetics for the cosmos and specks of element.
i will not take a chance on you.
on two feet, they may speak of us like doves, like we are alive and caressing one another.
they see our affection. they call it science.
chemicals in the brain, no, we are but twinkling pieces of air granted faux eternity.
i never witness your winking light. maybe i'm too far away.
maybe it's because i don't want to.
but we're nothing, nothing but stars.
nothing but cosmetics for the cosmos and specks of element.
i will not take a chance on you.
