with you to the moon,
I built it right this time,
our starbound vessel.
Speech would flee,
rainbows would burst
and smear the dull canvas
I have slowly become.
I’d start remembering things,
wedding rings and how to dance,
the chance taken when I thought
your touch would never last.
You’d forget the vastness
of the sky for a minute,
it’ll be there waiting,
creating new cells and light,
bright constellations and gravity
for me and you to dissappear to.
And if you said come
with you to the moon,
I built it right this time,
after all these promises.
Memory would flee of how
you hurt me back then,
warm rainbows would burst again
to completely cover the cold,
the old heart I’ve nursed.
I’d start remembering so many things,
how you would sing and how I’d take your hand,
the man your eyes mirror in everything clear.
Gone so very dim in time,
no rhyme or reason in
accumulations of seasons
and these passing cells,
the secrets and love
they could once tell.
All bright constellations in me,
no matter what swaying gravity
my beloved has drifted into,
I promise to disappear with you.
And if you said come
with you to the moon,
I built it right this time,
our safe skyward vessel.
Pain would flee from my bones,
bursting rainbows would glow
and decorate the night sky
we could finally sail to.
You’d remember everything,
my name and love never leaving,
cells brimming with what was forgotten,
how often always and forever
never stopped upon your kiss,
this chance you took then and now.
And how we’ll disappear to the moon.
