Your moles are the stars the astrologists missed

Each one scattered is another kiss

That I would've given you in our last life

And in the next life

I'll make sure you have an abundance of them

If the apple in the Garden of Eden

Was as compelling as your eyes

I would be casted out from everything I'd known

for just 5 seconds with you

If your smile was the light of the gates

I'd begin to understand the devotion and prayers

I'd count every strand of your hair if I could

Just so I could know every detail about you

My heart has waited for someone to lead it home

And if your moles are the stars the astrologists missed

My hear maps it's way back

Through the constellations of my love