Sunspot

Been a while, heavy.
No shame in letting go
of this daydream now wrinkled
by movements of bodies
adrift on its waves.
The star in the sky's lookin'
your way, honey -
And I'm staring back that way
and I'm thinking back again -
In your eyes, honey
that old star's been grieving
but we've been gone for far too long
to really care about
a speck of sun weeping.