If Love Were Space-Time
He,As comet, travels at increasing pace.
Speeding through.
Bisecting the path of those that circle the centre of attention.
As he approaches intercept,
The tail, a display full of eccentric energies,
Excited by corresponding wavelength,
Illuminates the dark.
And yet, though collision seems imminent,
Fate acts as gravity.
Cast away on an obtuse orbit back into the void.
Warmed only by the heat of proximity,
And the reality of his eventual return.
She is the star and her light will blaze,
Though he moves on through different days.
Poetry by CJ Perrin
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Written on 2011-02-24 at 18:54
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