Comet Girl
She works alone in the evening
in an unusual place.
Looking for civilsation
in space.
Beyond the glitter of planets
in the celestial sea.
Relaxing in the auroura
with me.
One two three four count a world,
in the sky.
One two three four comet girl,
see her fly.
One two three four touch a star,
white or blue.
One two three four reaching far,
I love you.
Across ethereal ocean,
she listens with an intent.
It's hard to close an encounter
not sent.
Even the belt of Orion
is humming music tonight.
you hear it on the antenna
as white.
One two three four count a world,
in the sky.
One two three four comet girl,
see her fly.
One two three four touch a star,
white or blue.
One two three four reaching far,
I love you.
We see her with a computer.
A signal lights up the screen.
Looks like an alien message
in green.
And in the cold of the moment
Behind the cold of the moon.
A mystic alien whistles
a tune.
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