By Aisy
I breathe air and you breathe in words,
Trapped in one fantasy to another manifestation.
A love that is so parallel yet so dear,
To the mortal who always yearns for your existence.
We are Vega and Altair
but with no bridge between us.
I am Eurydice's ghost reachin' you
And lost you with just a glance of yours.
In a tunnel with just a glimpse of yours
I yearn for another second for us.
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