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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