I
.
took
.
a
.
spinning
.
d
i
v
e
.
.
.
.
.
.
into
.
a
.
smile
.
o
f
.
starshine,
–
–
when
.
I
.
f
e
l
l
.
into
those
–
–
soothing
skies . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ when
.
I
.
f
e
l
l
.
into
those
–
–
soothing
skies . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
so
wide . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
so
bright . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
so
filled
.
w
i
t
h
.
divine
highs,
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
shimmering
styles . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
.
f
e
l
l
.
into
.
t
h
e
.
midnight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
beamed
.
a
n
d
.
bounced
.
a
l
l
.
around
.
a
l
l
.
night . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
beamed
.
a
n
d
.
bounced
.
a
l
l
.
around
.
a
l
l
.
night
.
i
n
.
that
–
–
warming
wine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ in
that
–
–
warming
wine
.
o
f
.
stunning,
–
–
cosmic
design . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
All
night
.
I
.
w
a
s
.
kissed
.
b
y
.
that
moonlight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
All
night
.
I
.
w
a
s
.
warmed
.
b
y
.
those
dancing,
–
–
dazzling
dreams
.
o
f
.
delight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
.
took
.
a
.
spinning
.
d
i
v
e
.
.
.
.
.
.
I
.
took
.
a
.
spinning
.
d
i
v
e
.
.
.
.
.
.
I
.
took
.
a
.
spinning
.
d
i
v
e
.
.
.
.
.
.
into
starshine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
when
.
I
.
looked
.
i
n
t
o
.
those
eyes . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ when
.
I
.
looked
.
i
n
t
o
.
those
eyes . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
the
very
–
–
first
time . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
smiled.
Reflection: This was a popular romantic-themed poem I wrote back in June of 2020 about a romantic encounter in which there was an immediate attraction – it happens rarely for me but I’m sure it probably happens more often for others. I played two wonderful songs by Planetarium: “Mercury,” and “Saturn,” and the poem pretty much wrote itself from those (playing the songs repeatedly on low volume to create the “moodset” for the poem). If you listen to these songs at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.