Planetary Courtship


I am honestly a bit disappointed.

It was a brief desire, but I wholeheartedly

wanted to give you my world.

I'm sorry it's too small for your

wanderlusting soul.

Silly me for even thinking about it, right?

At least I'm back to reality.



I don't need foreign souls passing through my


Tainting my untouched earthen lands.

I don't need them ruining the blossoming




Maybe I ached for a beautiful courtship,

Something like the seahorses' graceful intertwined tails as they

circle, circle, circle each other.

And maybe you were nothing more than an asteroid attracted by my

gravitational pull.

I'll return to my isolated orbit, looking in from the outside,

Continuing my woeful dance around the sun--alone.


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