The Day You Were Born

was genuine. The earth broke
open for the sun.
Masses of earth rose, canyons
were carved where the rivers poured.

The moment your eyes
lifted lash to brow, the moon
fell behind the sky.
Light climbed through the air and rose
to the atmosphere of mine.

Your momentum grew
to surround my form, from an
orbit's ring expanded
and soon became all of me,
my planet, my galaxy.

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