Can you take my confessions all the way to Mars?
Leave them there, to burn on the red sky
Flowers of fire torching distant ambiguities
Black rose, white rose, growing galaxies
Can you take my love all the way back to Pluto?
Leave it there, to freeze with dusty air
Stone cold edges of pain, cracking my veins
The beauty of love out of the constellation’s glow
Can you take my life all the way into the sun?
I won’t turn out, I won’t be hasty
I will despair without hostility
Without remorse or culpability
Can you take what is left of me?
Away on your next trip
Take me with you
All the way