The other night as I sat outside
Breathing in the sweet fragrance of a cool summer night,
Tilting my head up to drink in the sky
i saw two satellites blink past and cross paths
and somehow I was reminded of you
you told me once that satellites have as much worth as shooting stars
and when it comes to wishes, they work just the same
a pair of star-crossed lovers take their life
their fate determined by the influence of the stars
if shooting stars can determine the course of a life
then satellites should have the power to do the same
and two satellites hurtling through the infinite chasm of space
can influence my life… and yours
and when they cross paths against the summer night sky
our lives too will cross paths and intertwine
and blend like the lips of a lingering kiss
a pair of satellite-crossed lovers meet their fate
and gazing up into the vast starry-lit sky…
I wish it to be true
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