The Astrologist 

Follow me to the end of the night, 

where we may dance upon the stars,

We will orbit around each other,

As we waltz into the abyss,

Let the vacuum of darkness engulf us,

As we’re admired by jealous galaxies,

Constellations will gossip,

As Quasers whisper our names,

Our love like an aurora,

Trickling along the atmosphere,

A celestial marvel,

As we twirl in absolute zero,

A tension like a magnetosphere,

We twinkle like variable stars,

Let us repaint the skies,

Arm in arm in space…

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