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I looked up to the heavens dark

searching for the cosmic spark

we once witnessed on the night

it all felt so very right.

But the twinkling was deceiving

as bright lights so often are.

The flashing light we were perceiving

came from a spinning double star.

The flicker flared up every instant

one star eclipsed the other orb.

Light regularly intermittent

was emitted then absorbed.

In this fashion we revolved

around each other, ever nearer

until our friendship soon evolved 

into love sweeter and dearer.