Gravity

I knew a girl once

with the twist of the hand
she commanded the movements
of the planets

and all of Earth's inhabitants
stood observing
the foreboding frontier

eager to take a second step yet
cowardly anticipating
the dissipation of the pull

we drove slowly through the sunset of Serengeti

and my friend with merits
floated the Sun around
to break pink hues into purple

and when she twisted her hips
and flailed her arms wildly
against the barren air

everyone would think her dancing
but I always feared she's
had enough of it all

and was ready to let go.