My planet revolves,
Oscillating around demise in an orbit of mirth.
Straying through occasional wormholes
Its gravity braces me
Though I yearn to be weightless
Among coiled galaxies of fallen stars.
A universe unfolds amidst blackholes,
Its piercing beauty comes
From the proximity of danger.
I know you are out there,
Under the same blanket of space
Crawl out from your hiding places
Into the stifling atmosphere
That your company shall make it bearable.