The Earth dances around the Sun.
Flirting with it.
All she can do is go around and around.
In her pitch black of emptiness,
The only light the Earth can see is the Sun.
Naively hoping one day she will find a path straight to him.
But the forces of gravity are too strong.
All she can do is go around and around.
Mesmerized by how gracefully he burns.
Only the slightest rays of his warmth brushing her face.
That is enough for me she tells herself.
All she does is go around and around.
