Saturn’s spectrum snatched by glass,
thrown gently to my eye
with telescopic touching,
mundane attachments gone
in black between-us space.
Your rebounded sunlight thrills,
as a lover’s presence
outshines his pictured sight.
Then suddenly too I vanish,
to know our joining
makes me and all the it’s
into tiny insubstantial bits.
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