A/N: I was in the mood to write poetry. If you can call this poetry.
Disclaimer: James and Lily belong to JKR. Drops of Jupiter belongs to Train. I own a mac and a brain (even if it is tiny and incapable of remembering anything unless it's sprawled up my arm in black ink.)
He's the planets,
the stars,
the skies,
The clouds,
the winds,
the sun's rise.
She's the ground,
the seasons,
the grass,
The flowers,
the trees,
the river's pass.
Pluto-black hair,
Venus hazel eyes,
and all the recklessness of a shooting star.
Hair of an autumn leaf,
sea green eyes,
and all the control of a subtle spring night.
He wanted to dance on the last light of day,
With her at his side.
She wanted to curl up under woolen blankets,
With him at her side.
He wanted to fly and soar
and glide and roar
She wanted to walk and run
and sing and have fun
(He wanted to have fun, too.
Just not the way she did.)
(She thought he was being ridiculous.
But it was okay, because she loved him.
Just don't tell him that.)
(He thought she was being ridiculous, too.
But it was okay, because he loved her, too.
Just don't tell her that.)
"If I fle y,
all the way to Mars –
It's red like your hair.
But if I flew,
And never came back
ever
would you miss me?"
"Why would you want
to fly away?
The ground is lovely.
It's always here
and it won't ever leave
and it will always catch you."
(She would miss him.
Probably too much.)
(He would miss her.
Probably too much.)
"I don't like the ground.
It's too reliable.
I like
Not
Knowing
Where
I'm
Going.
It's all part of the thrill.
If you'll fall or fly."
"Well that's stupid."
"Well that's the truth."
"How will you fly?
You have no wings."
"That's where you come in.
You'll be
my wings."
"I don't want to fly.
You
can't
make
me."
"Don't you ever feel
the NEED
to leave?"
"Never.
Never ever.
Never ever ever."
"What if
you took my hand
and we flew away
together?"
"What if
you took my hand
and we run away
together?"
"It's not the
same."
"It's not the
same."
"Why don't you
like the stars?
They shine
like your eyes.
And burn with
Power
and
Intensity
which your eyes do
when you're passionate
about things."
"Why don't you
like the trees?
They stand TALL
and proud
like you.
And live
to
tell legends
which you will do
someday.
I think."
"Trees are so
placid.
I don't stay
in one place to g.
Trees
spend their
WHOLE
lives
in one place."
"Stars are so
powerful.
I don't burn
or bring light
or heat
wherever I go.
Stars
do that
all
the time."
"That's not true.
You bring
light
and
warmth
and
everything else
wherever you're near
me."
"That's not true.
You stay
in one place
when I'm there.
You stay
with me
sometimes."
"I stay
because
you're
there.
Anywhere
is worth staying
if you're there."
"I bring
light
and
warmth
and
everything else
because
you're
there.
Coming out
of my (shell)
is worth it
if you're
around."
"I'll
tell you
what.
Why don't
we
make a deal?
Every su e
and set
where
the earth
meets
the sky
you'll leave the
ground
and
I'll leave the
sky
and
we can dance
on the last light of day
or curl up
in woolen blankets
or do anything
as long as the other
is there."
"Deal.
As
l o n g
as
you're
there."
"Deal.
I'll
always
be there."
A/N: Yeah, I don't know either.
