She has whispered her words to me again.
Yes, she has told me that her love
Succeeds that of Earth, that her embrace
Of toxic gases and icy rings is
What I need to survive.
Saturn claims her love runs deep,
So much that these miles in between
She makes me feel like I have never loved
Another so deeper before.
She makes me think that we speak in
The same tongue, saying "I love you" again.
And I had pushed away her icy gaze
To focus on Mother Earth,
But she knows me too well.
Saturn has always known that I
Would return to her.
Saturn has always known that I
Love her.
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The Beginning To The End
PoetryI've never been a poet, that much is certain, but I can tell you that it does get written. A lot. These are the collections of my poetry I've written, and some of them hit hard for me.
