The Mooring

27 x 27 / Oil on Panel
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The Mooring

There are certain souls,
and you are chief among them
my love,
who become our stars,
our suns, our principal satellites.

We moor ourselves to each other
Like fearful ships in the dark,
Anxious to gift our autonomy
in exchange for safety.

We fall into perpetual orbit
around their delicate shores
and innermost seas.

Measuring ourselves
always,
by the distance
from each other.

And soon forget
how black
and immeasurable
was the night sky before this.