Love is Lonely

Drifting in the cosmos

Drifting in the cosmos
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Drifting in the cosmos,

Dancing, sifting through stars,

I didn’t know I could smile this hard.

I can feel myself radiating warmth,

But the air around me is cold,

I laugh when I realize the cold doesn’t faze me.

I glance into the distance,

Back at earth.

And laugh because I get to float over Jupiter