Entangled Orbits I
Unlike that pair of spiral galaxies
spinning off in opposite directions,
we have aligned to common gravities
by making our love the predilection,
and steering away from misconceptions.
Let’s acknowledge that dear, and let’s express
good will, fond feelings, tenderness, affection,
for you can’t elude me; we are enmeshed,
our inner pull will not be extinguished.
Just bend your orbit, adjust your wobble,
aim at a centred “me,” and replenish.
Then, roses will unbud in the bobbles
of your eyes. If only you’d look at me
in just that same way again. So we’d be.