London Poem: Day 179

12 February

Away in the galaxy,
Sweeping stars out of
The way, it is safe
To say, we are away
From home.
What colors,
What shapes,
To convince us of the
Modern age.
Though the sky has
Been swept away,
Cleared of any debris
Recognized as beauty.
You are enough for me,
The blank, black void.
You hover near during
Our blind travels, and
That is all I need.

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