Spacetime

Bodies massive locked
In tandem dervish arcs,
Drifting in a cosmic tide,
United on the fabric time.

More massive orbs yet,
Sitting deeply in their well
Distort the membrane,
Drawing the dancers in.

Orbit upon orbit twirling,
Dimples in the cloth
Merge in a vast funnel,
The sloped rim calling.

-T. Weeks
(A response to “I Am He That Aches with Love”)

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