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M49

Celestial Coordinates

May 25 2025

Our orbits crossed in digital space,

A random flare, a bright embrace.

Your pixels pulsed like binary stars,

A coded light from realms afar.

 

Now calculus can’t tame this fire,

No proof defines this wild desire.

Your flight path arcs to meet my sphere,

Perigee sweet, collision near.

 

No telescope could match your bespectacled gaze,

Your frequency my mind replays.

The night bends close, equations fail,

As gravity pulls flesh from tale.

 

Let’s solve for cube of X where X is touch,

Integrate the curves I clutch.

No cosmic speed could match this thrill,

Our bodies warp spacetime’s will.

 

The silver lining of this maths,

A supernova in the bath.

No dark matter - just your glow,

Eclipsing all that you think I know.

 

Your lips, the answer I’ve pursued,

A theorem proved in latitude.

No need for stars to chart our way,

Your breath is the tide that locks my sway.

 

Your curves defy geometry,

A gravity too strong for me.

Your bosom like moons, both full and bright,

Pull tides from me with unseen might.

 

Your waist, a softened parabola,

Stretch marks like comet trails afar.

Each line a path where light once burned,

A universe in you is learned.

 

No perfect sphere could match your form,

Your flesh rewrites the cosmic norm.

Let Newton’s laws all fall apart,

I’ll map your depths by touch, by heart.

 

I know your past holds voids unknown,

A black hole where your love was thrown,

Some vanished sun, some ghostly spark,

That left its shadow in the dark.

 

Beneath the Southern Cross, your spirit stands tall,

You have been through plenty as the stars recall.

It’s time to let your inhibitions take flight,

Chart the dark with your inner light.

 

The galaxy whispers, wise and deep,

As equations dance where planets sweep.

Maths and memory, hand in hand,

Guiding you from east to west across the land.

 

But the moon does always rise,

From stellar graves in bluer skies.

Let me ignite what time erodes,

And fill your space with light’s new codes.

 

No singularity too deep,

No wound too vast for love to keep.

We will bend the night, rewrite its art,

Two bodies fused, one beating heart.