So Young

He looks so round.

I want into his orbit.

Curves.

So warm.

I want into his orbit.

Heat.

So solid.

I want into his orbit.

Ground.

So sure his way’s right.

I want into his orbit.

Focus.

So flanked by moons.

I want into his orbit.

Charisma.

Good, even slightly tilted.

I want into his orbit.

Beauty.

Like heaven.

Could I orbit heaven?

I look like earth.

I wonder how old he is.

I’m still so young.

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