Where has my passion gone?
Has it been carried off
By some lonely driver
In a line of fluorescent light?
Has it been blurred together
In ribboned patterns
On the night?
Fluorescent light
Blurred together
In ribboned patterns
Along the stretch of some
Unnamed plane, we began again.
I saw in your face
That we're the same
When we began again.
Along the stretch
Of some unnamed plane
I saw the face
When we began again.
A multiverse of
Fuchsia and violet
A multiverse of
Fuchsia and violet
Surrenders to blackness now.
My world closes its eyes
To sex and laughter.

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