Gravitational Pull

You are a galaxy. From the way gravity pulls your lips back into a smile when you laugh to your stellar remnants of Vegas. I thought it would take parsecs for two distant galaxies to even come into visual morphology with one another but we collided into an elliptical love that is practically observable throughout the universe. And as we fall farther into space, we grow closer together because galaxies are gravitationally bound to one another. © Matthew Harlovic

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