“We love with a love that is more than love,” she said,
“And no one can steal what we’re dreaming of.”
I know the feeling, dear girl,
How a star is born from the ashes of another,
Who the man in the moon is,
Why the caged bird sings.
“Do you believe in destiny?” She asked again.
“Do the planets cherish our interaction such as we?”
I believe they have aligned in some ways, yes.
I believe there are two parts to a whole,
Two pieces to life’s greatest enigma.
“And what might that puzzle be, dear boy?”
How to cope with eternity, dear,
How to be alive in death.