I lay dormant and sleepless, adrift
The Astral tides, awash my listless form, a satellite
Locked into the silver pulls, of each cresting wave
In every which direction, until
Fastened upon me, the aureate filament,
Of Pure Light - and with such Gravity
I fell, or was pulled,
Or swam,
Towards a system with two Suns.
Slowly, then all at once
I fell in
Like a comet, towards the solar nexus
Whereupon they floated,
Two Heavenly Bodies, 
Celestials wreathed in Light, their Forms and Incandescences
Wholly Distinct, Set Apart, yet their Essences
Both Infinitely Beautiful,
Both Transcendentally Imperfect,
Both Fanning the Blaze of My Soul
With their Sensual Fires,
A Kiss that Restores and Hungers
A Touch that Heals and Craves
Ah, the Divine Synchronicity
I bask in dual illumination,
I see, with Eyes now resplendent
My own form, transformed
No longer a Rogue Planet
Condemned steadfastly to Isolation
My Penance: Not to Suffer, But
To Love, And My Blessing:
To Be Loved in Return
Now Become We,
A Stable Three Body.
Artistic rendition of Kepler-16, an system with two stars that circle and eclipse each other as they orbit around a common Stellar Mass.