Blackberry Thistles ✓

06 | even space feels lonely (I)

An abundance of aligned planets
and stars litter the galaxy. Milky way
horizons dot the solar system in small
speckles of light : akin to freckled,
sun kissed cheeks.

The sun sits on her self-proclaimed throne,
the planets queing up around her, showering her
in praise to experience a minute of celestial glow
and bask in the warmth she provides.

But space, in its abundance of stretched time and
wonder, still feels insignificant and lonely.
Stars still dance around eachother, desperate to meet
and excitedly chatter, only to result in a collision corse
if they do ; a supernova, a bright blue spectacle of
fairy dust and firey flame.

A longing so intense its visible to the human eye,
the sun, the stars long for the sun's warmth, knowing
they cannot get too close. The planet's severe hatred of
being dismissed by the sun into frozen shadows.

Loneliness is not just a human emotion, even
the solar system feels it too.

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