Poetry / Geodesics

I still believe in
Mr. E’s theory of Gravity:
We will be drawn back together eventually.
Like a flat, zero curvature universe
I obey the laws of
Euclidean geometry
That says space is infinite
So you won’t come back to me.
Non-dizzy observers are often waylaid
By FTL travelers and plans they’ve made.
Your flight path is that of a geodesic
But mine resembles a double helix,
And though the mathematics of space travel is tedious
We could still dance in the bright light of the star Sirius.