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Friday, June 02, 2006

satellite

You are the earth
Beautiful complex 75% water
I spin in high orbit
Barely caressing your atmosphere
Barely surviving my transit
Parched lips longing to taste you
Crushed lungs straining for your scent
Frozen skin burning for your touch
Watching all of you pass out of reach

I want to burn
To dive across your dark skies
Silky air turn to fire by friction
Plummet and crash
Explode as I push into soil

I want to be free
To speed and break the attraction
Hurl myself away from your gravity
Into a dark realm of possibilities
Where the stars shine distant and welcoming

1 comment:

Sean said...

I really like this one, dude. And you can tell it caught my interest 'cause I'm sitting here writing this from Nova Scotia. ;]