all things break - Heavy Orbit

Shapes lose edges in the ceiling,
Drops in your gravity; I'm the only thing that stops.
Paths fold around us like a closing door; we move so dense we forget the floor.
Two bodies locked inside the same slope; crush,
Powered by heat, and the night's off rush.
Let the weight take; nothing left but the space we erase.
Further into the denser dark.
Heavy orbit drawing me past the edge,
Denser and endless; rewriting the rest.
Midnight pressure never let me rise; in this absolute dark we close our eyes.
Heavy orbit carrying us past the break; till the morning tries to thin away.
We'll stay right here,