taken to
axis yet again
drift so far
just to remain
within your
orbital grace
of pretence here
there is no trace
a distant cold
or burning hours
it keeps us clean
in astral showers
understanding
you and me
these cyclic turns
perpetually
for love of you
i do not go
inexorably drawn
to the sun i know
immeasurable
persistent pull
your firmament
forever full
and i afield
in space eternal kiss
yet our light forever yields
the haven that i miss
when you're
away
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