52 songs of interstellar fantasies

Never thought I'd write a song for you,
turns out I've written fifty two,
have your photo in a heart shape locket
t says it all to me, never leaves my pocket

I find myself staring into outer space
imagining mine and your face
eyes like stars and hair like the beautiful plasma from the sun
my loves like the red shift, forever expanding, this can't be undone

If you and I could float through the cosmic universe
locked on repeat like a songs sweet verse
I'd sing one of those 52 to you
again and again, just me and you