It's twelve to midnight
And we're looking at the stars
Trying to make sure they aren't quite so far
That we wouldn't be able to reach them
If we really tried
And you're right by my side
Holding my hand
and I wonder if you see pin up girls on the moon
The way I sometimes see gay men in the stars
Because I always wonder where they are
We're best friends most of the time
Except for when the full moon
Pops its big head into our darkness
and then we're lovers
Embraced under our egos
But right now it's a crescent moon
So little light shining down
That I figure your pupils must be as dilated as a womb
About to give light to a new life
Somewhere in the world
No darling
I don't know what your looking for
And I know you don't know how my mind is reeling right now
But it doesn't matter
I like sitting here
Searching for your balmy palms
With my nervous fingers
and just pretending
That this is the definition of
Forever.
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