Ask me. The answer will always be no.
Ask me again and again
amongst the pinprick light
of the stars, for now
I believe in the stars. I believe in them for you
and get back silence
which deepens love
and anxiety, shelving like the sea
we once swam in, remember? Silence. For soon
we will all need such silence, can you hear it?
The night is coming, but the bright day
is where we will hide
conduct our loves under pinprick cover. Ask me. The answer
will be in secret
is the only way to move
they want us dead. Our love is dead to them. The answer is always no
silently we kiss among the pinpoints
of stars, and I believe in the stars
for now, take cover
triumph silent heart.
