Love is innate,
something we were born with,
wonderful at times,
slowly spinning us at an enjoyable speed,
but love is unstable,
what once was comfortable,
can suddenly feel as if we are spinning wildly,
going from Earth,
to a nanosecond pulsar.
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Reaching For The Cosmos
PoetryWe only try for the world when we should be trying for the universe.