...To a window, a starship taking flight:
I can race through comet trails
like a void-moth / cosmonaut,
but, Astrid, how will I know the world
you come to call your home?
...To a random spaceport fuel loader:
Even as we count my options,
Astrid's trail fades to black.
Now, I will search for her
till the stars go cold, so...
...To the Captain's Log:
So I set my course (life and ship)
to marking birthdays beyond the skies,
in the void between worlds,
in search of that one, precious-beyond-price
who asked to come aboard.
You deserved so much more
than silent clearance to launch, alone,
into the cosmos.
The setting is a space port. The speaker met a woman name Astrid who was interested but he put her off. One day he found out she had shipped out, leaving no sign of where. Now he figures he's going to spend his whole life looking for her.
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