And if our orbits
grow more elliptical,
swinging out towards wider distances,
it means that, more than ever,
I need your anchored presence —
something to fly back to
with pull that increases
from having been away.
I need us to home in,
for we are centers
for each other,
holding us on course
in our singular path
through the black sky.
©Wendy Mulhern
November 30, 2013