Manuel and Delphine 1

Beloved sister spins two dimples down her sunlit face. Draws him into her orbit and invites him to stay. He traces every space he has traveled to her. 7 circulations to move in front of the other planets. 10 equinox slips of time to stay a while and ask her where they might go or what she might want. They have not always been celestial. They have scattered and roamed the deep space. It has been beautiful and moving. Always moving. So many flights. Somehow it seems she lit him and a planet became a star. They appear to be a binary golden and glowing under the dark of his rims and rings. But tucked carefully in the center of this tender accounting is a little one. A baby black light given the favor of being out of scene.


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