Your beauty may never be captured by an insignificant piece of writing. For beauty such as your own may never fade, antithetical to mine pen on thine paper. Hazel eyes, which bring memories of a fond summer’s day, but were lost in a long autumn haze. Such acute lips lash at me, leaving me to languor in the endless bliss of your beauty, and lust after the length of your kiss. I felt as though you were the lantern that led Lucifer astray, seduced by the shadow, or even thy silhouette.
Come, my friend, the packed ship now awaits us,
We need but say farewell to all we love,
Together we’ll leave the Earth that hates us,
And reach a star that glitters far above.
Our world is hostile now to all races,
No room remains to dream, or breathe, or live,
But let’s create new and better places
Where poets sing and people learn to give.
At first I thought that we would head to Mars,
A planet near, and much like ancient Earth,
But now I want to travel to the stars,
Where you and I will give a new race birth.
Meet me here no later than tomorrow;
We’ll leave in joy and vow to feel no sorrow.