Come and lay your head on mine.
Let us think together.
For two heads are better than one,
They always say.

And I will close my eyes and dream,
While you kiss me on the mouth,
And tell me we have thought enough
For one day.

And now I can see far into precession,
Twenty-six free falling thousand years,
At gravity, that starts at minus nine,
But ends at zero.

And now I can see that even the Sun
Tries to come back to one-pointed centeredness,
Tries to go step in the same stream twice,
For even the Milky Way
Calls for a Hero.

-jenn