June 12, 2005
She follows me down to the sound of the sea
Slips past the shore and then stares up at me
Is this how it happens?
Is this how it feels?
Is this how a start falls?
I might return as I've tried to explain
Irrisistable attraction on an orbital plane
Or maybe it's more like a moth to a flame
She brushes my face with her smile
Forget about stars for a while
M
