Saturn, The Bringer of Old Age

Dark shadows. Slowly turning and showing her face. She looks so tired but still beautiful. Like they years had done nothing to her.

I still remember the time we first met. We were sitting down on the floor. Talking and talking. You had your legs open and I was putting my feet between them and finally touched the source with my toes.

You have always been like that. Distant and cold, but always having a hint of smile on your face.

You gently stop my ship in your arms, then you kiss it and let t go again. Like a small girl putting a paper boat going down the stream.

I still can see you in the distance. So great and powerful.

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