My skin tingles at your words,

And my eyes scream in longing for you.

As I helplessly spin around your vast orbit,

Cold, lifeless, and dry,

I want you to warm me,

Gravitate me,

Wet me with your perigee.

I want you to make your closeness

My satiating point,

Lest I die,

Lest I drown in spherical darkness

Beneath the sunset of all fancies.