Another day passes and I feel that much closer.
What others face in distance is but time for us;
We are trapped in two worlds only minutes apart,
But those very moments bring to a grinding halt
What would otherwise be a peaceful co-existence.
Oh, Satellite that orbits thy heavenly body, align.
Shine a light that the stars may form a neat row.
What work it must be for the planets to meet!
Within touching distance of one another, and yet,
They never become quite so devastatingly close.
If two meet, then surely they must either become one,
Or worse yet, render one or the other unidentifiable,
Its course forever altered by the sheer force of proximity.
And the thought reversing such an event becomes at once,
An elliptical anomaly, and an unfathomable retrogradation.
I’m pulled with gravitational forces beyond comprehension.
Towards you, as the fateful reunion day approaches, I’m drawn.
Weather the catastrophic forces of interplanetary attraction.
Two separate worlds can no longer separate with impunity,
But we can both hope to be whole after the initial impact.