Stars

when we touch again
we will be in motion
we will be near and guided
by the light of stars above

when we touch again
we will wear bright armor
we will wear sharp our fingers
we will point our teeth
we will paint our faces
with poisons shined and glowing
in the light of stars above

when we touch again
we will be in motion
on a near and narrow way
of safety amid the scratches
guided bright by destiny
and the light of stars above

when we touch again
we will come rest standing
in safety amid the scratches
at the lone high ending
of our venom-border way
eyes cast down and needless
of the light of stars above

when we touch again
we will be in motion
we will be near and guided
by the light
our stars will be in motion
we will come rest standing
in safety
among our venom-pointed scratches
we will wear sharp fingers
we will paint our tongues
to say
to the stars above
to say
we could find no other
when we touch again
we will say
we could have moved no other way