Nobody Wants to Die Alone

They decided to swap keys and let each other in
to try and melt some glaciers and shift some plates.
They dreamt of earthquakes; murmurs will suffice.

They painted silicon rainbows on each others horizons,
planted plastic flowers in each others gardens
then they smiled as they inhaled them every morning.
They'd rake up tears from could of been fields
and rain on each others worlds.
When wet, it almost looks real
so let it pour.

The rainbows need a new lick every few years,
the flowers never die and the rain's in abundance
causing rivers to invade flourishing, pristine oceans
and on these oceans they will sail because
nobody wants to die alone.