CALL YOURSELF Look deep in the mirror And say: 'I LOVE YOU' And immediately An electric current will Ripple throughout your soul And burst through your eyes Like shooting stars Dancing across the skies In ecstasy. To tell your soul you love it - Is like remembering WHO YOU ARE After being in a coma For a hundred years. Your face will beam the light Of a hundred galaxies.
You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.
Never fall in love with stargazers – always with accelerated affection. Their love disappears in the blink of an eye like a shooting star.