We are a thousand miles apart
You are the planet
And I the moon
I quiver with inactivity
The lure of you
Gravity pulling
Magnetism pushing back
Rotating around you
We cannot touch
Lest we explode
The faintest brush
Will cause a reaction
Chemical, physical
We will be together
But it may use you up
But we will be one
However briefly
But I cannot let you go
So I will circle hear
Longing only
To be with you
Hands off
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