I have at last slipped free of her gravity After circling many times her red planet of love Never once touching down for a soft landing Although I'd swear my approaches had impact Brushing the foliage in some lush valley Only to dart away As huge and complicated barnacles of ice Gridlock the once enticing landscape Is there life down there? There is. I've seen her; a single young girl with flowing hair sits in her window watching the skies As I pass high above with winking nav lights She alone would welcome me there with Lemonade excitement and a tour Of her secret clubhouse Sharing things dear to her heart She alone understands why I must leave Fuel supply dwindling And main mission still ahead; To turn on that big switch So we at last see our hands Can find the missing corners of this vast room Yet her planet of love glows even more red In the doppler of my regret As I speed away into a harsh and empty realm.