Cosmic Fruit
Cosmic Fruit or Anyway the wind blows
I thought one day I shall not
It is as fast as a bullet and as fair as there-fore I am
When soft haze scuttles a quiet bay at no time to unwind
I said I'd be your King not just for a day
I saw the proof in the look in your eyes
The daylight was never so bright
We can never be something we never was
Burning desires and raging camp fires the curse of falling in love
We can always make it our world
But it will never be our Universe
To now know anti-matter exists does that matter
Is it the perfect ticket to an immortal paradise
Copyright © Greg Slode Smith | Year Posted 2023
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