The Wanderer
Kid A
pale white skin
beneath a bluish moon
it shines in her
as it penetrates in waves
she parts her lips
to the nourishing flood
the future's kiss
the delicate meddle
she would like to be a flower
she'll settle for a bloom
rays slide off her skin
she is a lily of the moon
with the darkness around her
and the flaxen stardust powder
you reach to kiss her
with your last breath
the pulsar plume
and solar shower
pulsating nebulous heart,
shivers in kinetic shadow
dying whisper, of
lunar eclipse
beneath a bluish moon
it shines in her
as it penetrates in waves
she parts her lips
to the nourishing flood
the future's kiss
the delicate meddle
she would like to be a flower
she'll settle for a bloom
rays slide off her skin
she is a lily of the moon
with the darkness around her
and the flaxen stardust powder
you reach to kiss her
with your last breath
the pulsar plume
and solar shower
pulsating nebulous heart,
shivers in kinetic shadow
dying whisper, of
lunar eclipse