@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; Poem Written During An Intermission Of Sorts

During refraction, we, still naked, read through

Vergil's Eclogues, as the sheet's wet streaks faded;

and our cores confected more sweetness to share---

glistening sweetness we eagerly drew forth . . .

in surges' long strings. 


Starward

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