S. Colvin
Was it really two summers ago
Or was it outer space
We both had nowhere to go
In search of a state of grace
All in all we never had time
When we met each other we stopped
on a dime
Floating nowhere
Suspended in dreams
That we were side by side
We both had to see what it means
Whenever two worlds collide
All in all the pieces were scattered
A world so small that nothing else
mattered
Was it really two light years past
We left the atmosphere
We both had to catch our breath