You didn't care for astronomy,
but you listen when I say:
"I am a planet, dark and solitary,
and you have become the focus of my orbiting" With your mere existence I am pulled in
by what feels like gravity;
until I am uncontrollably circling,
shooting by the near, then distant surroundings You are not just my night fire
You are more than my bright star
You are my life-giving sun
You are the only one At last near, you warm me to the core,
until I am forced toward the start
I can't help but look back to you;
as always, it's too soon for us to part