He says I over look him,
But I'm looking over at him.
And the him I see
Is worth more than
The brilliant rings of Saturn.
But I'm the Rings and he's the Saturn,
I keep spinning, Swirling at him.
he tries to hold me still,
But the universe won't have it.
The spinning dizzy fit he sees
the romance its still black.
Its dancing in the dark to me,
Instead of ancient artifact
And I can't decide if I'm the rings of Saturn or of other suns,
Because everywhere I go,
The stars shinining like im only
theirs to love.
To love and hold and throw away,
Cuz lights go out eventually.
Unless our heart beats.
Overrides your will to keep them on.
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