You burn at the centre of my universe.
I’m out there on the frayed edges of everything
a cold, small, unnoticed speck
locked in your gravity’s slow dance.
No escape.
No movement towards you.
Just the slightest hint of warmth,
of light,
across my darkened surface.
Ah, the Sun
giver of life.
I am Pluto.
And you are my wife.
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Summary:
A lament of sorts.
And you thought it was about a dog.....
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hello dearest Benny this hurt my heart you are beautiful no matter what anyone thinks and you deserve consideration ❤️
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Powerfully penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thanks Damian for reading and commenting.
This is awesome!
Love the metaphor and the whole vibe of this write.
Feels good to read:)