The probing eyes
Search me with their cerulean fanaticism
And send the pumping pores of my heart
Flying to the utmost reaches of space
Shrouded by the iridescent rings of Saturn
So cosmically fixed in their
Interminable orbit
That my pulse, my sweat,
Cannot
Pierce the atmosphere
Cannot
Mix with his
Cannot
Give those eyes
Anything worth
Looking at
Search me with their cerulean fanaticism
And send the pumping pores of my heart
Flying to the utmost reaches of space
Shrouded by the iridescent rings of Saturn
So cosmically fixed in their
Interminable orbit
That my pulse, my sweat,
Cannot
Pierce the atmosphere
Cannot
Mix with his
Cannot
Give those eyes
Anything worth
Looking at
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