A trail of Suns gathered by Her skirt.
Sewn and weaved, Cosmos spun
Around, come undone, but serious?
Sirius. Dog-tired, done.
Lonely Earth begged loud, Eon’s demands
Unfilled, empty, Heartless
Thoughts banished by Strumming, Song, and Dance
Cosmic Lovers’ caress.
As Eon clawed to bring Lovers Home
Strummer plucked His high note
Eon raged, “Return before you’ve gone!”
Dancer laughed, Her ire arose.
“Eon, be damned, you fool!” She spoke low
Key, tuned, the strings un-broke
Lovers sent Lonely Earth’s wish back Home
New Lovers, Hearts awoke.
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