Futurama

Etoille En Violette (Stars In Violet)

Poem by Missy

He believes in those stars
She only sees them
And thus goes
This overlong
Battle

He knows that one can
Go on through forever
Wanting and looking
But never
Possessing

He doesn't want her possession
Her wants this touch
Familiar and knowing
Passionately Giving
Heartfelt

What she sees in stars
Is not the beauty.
She lives on
This Never
Permanently

She sees a baby, kept
In orbital limbo, never
Learning, growing, becoming
This isn't
Sharing

Something is telling him to
Pack it all back
Inside of his
Heart. It's
Over

But when he looks up;
He cannot help it
Those Stars; His
Stars Are
Purple.

Buddies