Astronomy

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    Astronomy

    Night falls & there's a breeze of tranquility as I sit beside you on a cloud of intimacy. I reveal myself as do the stars and let myself rise in symmetry with the moon. Our temperatures rise with a passionate fire blazing brighter than the sun. You tease the stars, making the night sky shine ever so brightly, rearranging the big dipper to any position you like. Galaxies collide with a great pleasure and we make the stars rain from the heavens in a swarm of intense love. Pleasure builds as the heat & time transform us into supernovas and as we explode, the sun rises, and we set.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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