Gravitate In My Love - Poem by Mark Heathcote
Gravitate that love like a hole-in-one golf ball
Bring it down on target from heaven! Above!
Gravitate that love like a hooped basket
I’ll be waiting for you!
Oh gravitate that love a phoenix bird
Draw your heavenly flames around me
My hearts a shuttle on re-entry
And I’ll be waiting here for you!
Oh my hearts a star ship spinning off the ground
And now you’ve kissed me
I have the spirit of the super bowls
Winning ticket in my soul
Oh gravitate that love like an oil well
Shake this earth put all those other rabbits
On the run!
Because honey I feel naughty I feel bad
I feel like a spitfire on your launch-pad
Oh honey hit that red button…
Let’s make a sonic sound ten-thousand
Feet off the ground…
Oh honey gravitate me like an angel
Above; every silver lining cloud.
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