(I wrote this one years ago, but just recently 'fixed it up')...
Fly, with me,
to my rendition of paradise;
through the shortcut
by way of the stars.
Conquer love,
with maximum levels
of eternal life,
'stuck' behind its invisible bars.
While taking
the occasional swig of opportunity
(I prefer mine with a twist of lime
and 'on the rocks'),
the trick is to avoid
getting intoxicated enough to be
unavailable for answering it's knocks.
Travel, with me,
to 'the heart of the matter'
in the back seats
of space's most expensive cars;
through the shortcut
by way of the stars.
The man who has loved greatly
-sadly-
will, seldom, love as well again.
A chance
for romance
may come with each passing day;
what is irreplaceable,
is a trustworthy friend.
Drift, with civilization and I,
up to grab the nearest star.
The all-to-attentive pessimist
is unable to grasp
because -in reality-
he's drifted too far.
Fly, with me,
to my rendition of paradise;
through the shortcut
by way of the stars.
Conquer love,
with maximum levels
of eternal life,
'stuck' behind its invisible bars.
While taking
the occasional swig of opportunity
(I prefer mine with a twist of lime
and 'on the rocks'),
the trick is to avoid
getting intoxicated enough to be
unavailable for answering it's knocks.
Travel, with me,
to 'the heart of the matter'
in the back seats
of space's most expensive cars;
through the shortcut
by way of the stars.
The man who has loved greatly
-sadly-
will, seldom, love as well again.
A chance
for romance
may come with each passing day;
what is irreplaceable,
is a trustworthy friend.
Drift, with civilization and I,
up to grab the nearest star.
The all-to-attentive pessimist
is unable to grasp
because -in reality-
he's drifted too far.