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Not Averse
Oh take me back to the start,
at the moment where opposites attract,
for this is where we begin.
We were both made from stardust
and blood rust
as the sky began seeping liquid gold,
the kind that still refracts through your eyes.
I’m not sure when we collected this specimen of sadness.
Helium and hydrogen hauled together
at our heart’s core.
I keep us cold in a glass jar,
but secretly hope there is
no possibility of preservation.
You tell me there is
always something I could have done differently.
There is
nothing
in between.
For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.
In between
nothing,
there is
always something I could have done differently.
You tell me there is
no possibility of preservation -
but secretly hope there is.
I keep us cold in a glass jar
at our heart's core.
Helium and hydrogen hauled together.
I'm not sure when we collected this specimen of sadness,
the kind that still refracts through your eyes.
As the sky began seeping liquid gold
and blood rust
we were both made from stardust.
For this is where we begin,
at the moment where opposites attract.
Oh take me back to the start.