The Gravity of Your Quiet Gaze
I feel myself drifting, a small satellite caught in the silent orbit
Zero-G Voyager
Solar Flare in a Neon Nebula
I stand at the edge of this concrete starship, my skin still
The Gravity of Your Gaze
I have spent eons drifting through the concrete nebulae of this city,
The Gravity of a Single Page
I exist in the silent orbit between heartbeat and breath, where time
The Gravity of Your Voice in a Rain-Slicked Void
I am drifting through the neon currents of this city, an asteroid
The Gravity of a Soft Glance
I exist as a single, drifting satellite in the vast architecture of
The Golden Hour of Two Solitary Suns
I stand at the edge of a world that feels as though
The Gravity of a Summer Glance
I feel myself drifting, a small satellite caught in the silent orbit
The Gravity of a Shared Breath
I drift through the neon arteries of this city like a stray
The Gravity of a Single Smile
I have drifted through the neon vacuum of this city for years,
The Silver Pulse of Shibuya's Heartbeat
I drift through the neon currents of Shibuya like a stray satellite
The Gravity of a Summer Glance
I drift through the corridors of this city like an asteroid caught
