Transcending the Need
Miles Patterson

I want the warmth of the sun
to satiate my desperate need for love
a need
that waxes and wanes
like a moon in fixed orbit
a need
that will never die
like a star going supernova
a need
born in a black hole
Warmth from the sun
is not enough
to satisfy
alone
The love I need
is not from outer space
but grows deep within the crust
of Planet Me

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