I orbit her,
She doesn’t orbit me.
Yet she holds on with severe gravity.
I view her from my ecliptic plane,
Sometimes in sunshine,
Ofttimes darkness and rain.
But whatever the weather she chooses to cast,
No matter my phase, her beauty is vast,
Her: earthen, me: lunar, together steadfast.
I’ve recently been reading sci-fi so I got very space vibes. Although I also thought about two people in love orbiting each other but didn’t end up going that route. Hope you like my poem written from the Moon to the Earth. 💛