I call you the sun king,
say you’re the hottest man
on the planet,
in the solar system,  

you send me to outer space  

and I’m a heavenly body
reflecting your radiance,
shining like all the stars.
Firewoman in the sky.    


When a poet throws her heart into the cosmos  

mountains move
and tides shift,
orbits differentiate,
rotations accelerate,  

gravitational pull unleashes a lasso,
globe spins off its axis.  

My center is your sun.