Memoirs: Far-Flung

(This is a mix of snippets from yesterday's hits and today's favorites!)

Some days the sadness

of your distance

clings to me like relentless tides to the

Moon earthbound

guided

salt and sting.

Other days, the reach

of your yearning undoes me

with its full and smiling call, all the ennead

seducing me, renascent,

and innocuously through each night

like an eternal comet, gravity-culled

inswing. Somehow, now,

I am hurled round the sun

a far-flung outswing

igniting a path precious and free

I call on my courage to stay these stars

'til my stars no longer stay the sky!

that ancient path of

round and round

broken into sounds

of your laughter

into mine

into mine,

your eyes like gravity-discriminate

my hands luring yours centripetally

until the electricity contracts

energy to fusion

to the power of two

divided by zero,

all constants overthrown

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