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the green array of night and daycomes frequently, but does not stay.
it travels quiet, in fretful glances,
shrewdly plotting retreat and advances.
the strategy pains me, it is so flawed.
as you, with your rotations known,
to observe her forever, and alone.
to love in spite, and make spite of love.
you remain but below and above—
and will never hold her where you stand.
it is cold, I watch the winter pass
with forehead pressed to icy glass,
though inside I live in eternal spring,
and I feel a fresh and lovely thing.
a slowly creeping warmth resides
upon my cheeks and my insides.
it travels quiet, in rolling waves
it holds no concept of time or decay
and walks with me wherever I go.
it is a relief to not be stationed
as merely an object of fixed rotation.