Lost in Translation

I must be your smile, your eyes
taking in mountains and fruit flies

Behind a big blanket of the blue serenity  
Cuddled on a coiled serpent of the cold infinity

They say you dreamed up my universe 
Each moment's future, it's past in reverse

For tomorrow has already happened somewhere 
and yesterday is just today getting there

They say you sewed wormholes into your multiverse 

I must be your teardrop, your wrist watch
that dropped into one when you played hopscotch 

And here I am staring at your deep blue eternity
Wondering where man has found his unbearable certainty