Poem 468








Allow my gentle hand
to firmly lead you..
rest your body
on the structure
of my frame.
Release yourself
of any worries
that The Sun shall dim..
if you may chance
to pull away,
the center
of my gravity
will pull you
right back in.

You’re free to be
exactly as you are..
within the boundaries
of The Goldilocks Zone..
but do not stray too far
from me..
because
the inter-stellar space..
is deathly cold.

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