I remember that it hurt
but yet here I am again
moving outside the edges of you
earth and sun
in orbit
should not get too close
I know how it burns
still I remain
in revolution
arm held high
your hand the axle
a swivel, a pivot, a twirl
a slow deliberate dance
in and out
of the fire
and the light
the brightest, deadliest star
in my sky
LL
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