h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

half a bottle later
when the moment was beginning to subside into history
i remembered your smile

how is it that you hold my heart captive
after all the bleeding of time?

i remember once cutting a copy
of the key to the matrix of longing
that makes up my soul
and laying it on a table between us
while we were eating italian
on the night after nine eleven
when passion was high
and the deep inside of all that was ever us
had somehow worked its way to the surface....
you probably kept it in your handbag
along with the spare key to home
that i gave you in case i ever locked myself out

but i digress

tonight your smile absorbs me
like the shine from some dead star
that gave up its ghost
thousands of aeons ago
whilst its light kept on travelling

metaphors fail me