Satellites

Love disappeared last night,

In a millisecond flicker.

Like death of a star, lightyears away;

I can see it still scintillating,

Speaking, whispering its morse code,

But the flame had already gone out.

What I was looking at, all along, was its last burst of light,

Still travelling years of space.

I have had my eye on you for years now,

But your glow has not yet run out.

My dear, I know we’ve drifted apart

But was it really that far?

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