Poetry: 224

You traveled here a million times farther than I have gone today.
For me. For now. For us.

I sit and rest and feel you upon me.

The warmth gives me peace and overwhelms me at the same instant.

I can pull away, and often do.

You traveled here, in mere minutes.

Yet I could never. Impossible in science or fiction.

Even if I tried, I have been warned by melting wings and towers above.

This is a one way trip.

You come to me. My place is to rest and listens to the stories of your journey.

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