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Rated: E · Short Story · Death · #2195872
It's the song. In creepy story format.
The stars are so pretty. If I could I would go to the moon just to see them closer. My mom says that one day we will get to the moon, but that's not enough for me. I want the stars. I want to play with them, feel the cosmic dust running through my fingers and tickling my belly. I want to swim in gravity and breath the vacuum, get wet on light and float up there, where is always day and sometimes night. I want to see the seasons of other worlds. Is the winter purple? There on Earth is blue, but the Sun is so red it might get purple. Yes, the Sun is red. Weird, right? I thought so too. The Earth down there has an orange spring. How is it up here? If I go to Jupiter and it's spring, Mars will be too or it will be fall?
It is! She told me. Wow, this place is so pretty. Mars' spring kicks ours in the butt. Have you ever seen a desert on spring? No. Because it looks like it's always summer, it's all hot. Here on Mars the desert is cold, the hot sand with cold feeling creates such a wonderful spring. The sand! It goes through the fingers, hihi. But it doesn't tickle the belly, it tickles the feet. She's going to show me Jupiter! So beautiful. Now here is purple, but I think it's summer because the water evaporated. Everything did. My chest is hurting, like when we drown but don't wake up. This one tickles the belly, I don't like it. And everything here is gas, there's no support. But she supports me. She holds my hand and tells me it will be all right. Actually she says it's gonna be all great. She kisses me.
I don't know where or how, but the kiss made the eyes turn even. Now there are different evens, more, more and more, now odd, and then even, eve, ev, e... The world spins, the worlds spin, spin more, and faster. The spring of Jupiter's purple fall becomes Mars' orange winter and now Venus, no. Not Venus. He's the dancing planet. This isn't dance, it's music! The red music of Mars' Sun and the moon of Jupiter, the moons of Jupiter. The Moon! I will fly to the Moon, she'll take me. I ask the kissing lady to take me to the Moon and she takes me. I sing on the Moon, the music of the nonexistent twilight because there's no more Sun. Now it's just the Moon. She makes me sing and sing and sing and sing, sing, sing, sing. sing. sing...sing...sing...sing... until there is no more moon... there isn't anything. There's her.
The kissing lady is the only thing in the universe. She's so pretty. Is she? Oh, please be. The white hairs going down to the naked shoulder, skinless, white like bone, the prettiest bones because they are the only ones. But what if they weren't? Could it be that she's so pretty because she's the only one? Maybe if I could see other bones they would be even prettier. She is mad. Sorry, I'm sorry, sorry! Ouch... No, it can't be, she's the prettiest, she is. The prettiest in the whole entire universe, she is. She makes me sing. I love singing. I do. And I love her, how couldn't I? I love you!
She gives me more music. More music to sing, sing, sing, sing sing sing and sing. I love singing, I do, how couldn't I? Please, how couldn't I? Tell me. Please. How couldn't I? Tell me. I sing!
Singsingsingsingsing,sing,sing...sing....sing.....sing...... To the end of time and eras that don't exist anymore, I sing. She is everything and she wants me to-Ouch! I want to sing. I love singing and I love her, I do, she's everything, all of it. All I long for, all I worship, all I adore.
Please be! - I scream with all my lungs - I mean, be real. I mean, be truthful, veracious, honest. Be honest.
In other words... I love you. How couldn't I?

         
Fly me to the moon

         
Let me play among the stars

         
Let me see what spring is like

         
On a, Jupiter and Mars

         
In other words, hold my hand

         
In other words, baby, kiss me

         
Fill my heart with song

         
And let me sing for ever more

         
You are all I long for

         
All I worship and adore

         
In other words, please be true

         
In other words, I love you

         
Fill my heart with song

         
Let me sing for ever more

         
You are all I long for

         
All I worship and adore

         
In other words, please be true

         
In other words, in other words

         
I love you.



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