24/ small circles we turn

In the red sky the sun is sinking.
I kiss your mouth,
we are virgin.
I look for you in my days.
You made it all worth living,
made the ordinary interesting.
In small circles we turn.
Everything on the planet
is kept in its place by opposing forces.
In the cosmos there’s something rare;
so there is, and isn’t, a god,
you can’t know where.