If the stars burnt out and life burnt up and left us on the cusp of something — If the tides rolled in, the weather turned, your faith unwound, your bridges burned — If the moon fell down and the sun went out, would you find your way to my here and now? Would you stay with me?
If the moon fell down and everything went south, would you come to me before our time ran out? Would you wrap me up in your soft, warm mouth? Would you stay with me?
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