a figure eight of sorts

‘this is odd’ he said aloud

‘how do you mean’ she said

they were planets, by the way.

‘it seems i am orbiting you’ he confessed a bit shyly.

‘well come to think of it’ she mused ‘i seem to be revolving around you as well.’

‘your gravity is wonderful’ he whispered, a red tinge in his blushing atmosphere.

‘so is yours’ she smiled.

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