Drops of Jupiter

Didn't you hear me?

I sat in the dust of the moon

Waiting for our rendezvous

I count the times

That little satellite drifts past

Shiny little spec

You promised you'd come

Did it mean nothing?

I don't use those words lightly...

I don't use that gaze...lightly.

You didn't have to

Touch me like that...

You didn't have to

Whisper like that...

I think

I'll catch the next comet

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