Semi detached love story
I’m a house on the Oxfordshire road up the left,
You are the one,
Looking at me every day.
Opposite each other,
But one in heart.
The families of old 17th and 18th century cottages,
They despise what we have found,
Love where there wasn’t one.
What to do,
When the whole society is against you?
When all other houses are in slumber deep.
We erect our foundations, and fly into space,
Fly fly till we reach an asteroid of Love.
For when we reached it,
Many years thereafter,
We have finally become one,
Individual but somehow,