Hey, look at me, I wrote another poem. It was a while ago, but here it is.
Anything
I'll build you a planet from the cosmic dust,
Float it into the sky on a whimsical gust
From my lungs, and name it after you.
And as that hunk of rock spins round the sun,
On its elliptical trajectory from a heavenly gun,
I'll build a spaceship and fly up there with you.
We'll breath into its inhospitable skies:
Warm them up, and before our eyes,
We'll have weaved a world for two.
Deep oceans, great mountains - unbearably tall,
The sun will burn bright, epic rains will fall.
I'll see it all with you.
And should you get bored, as you often do,
I'll build you another, and when I'm through,
We'll go there together - just us two.
Just lover's dreams, such things as these are.
My faculties cannot yet take me this far.
But in the meantime - anything for you.
Anything
I'll build you a planet from the cosmic dust,
Float it into the sky on a whimsical gust
From my lungs, and name it after you.
And as that hunk of rock spins round the sun,
On its elliptical trajectory from a heavenly gun,
I'll build a spaceship and fly up there with you.
We'll breath into its inhospitable skies:
Warm them up, and before our eyes,
We'll have weaved a world for two.
Deep oceans, great mountains - unbearably tall,
The sun will burn bright, epic rains will fall.
I'll see it all with you.
And should you get bored, as you often do,
I'll build you another, and when I'm through,
We'll go there together - just us two.
Just lover's dreams, such things as these are.
My faculties cannot yet take me this far.
But in the meantime - anything for you.