Conjecture

Recurring sensation
I’m dancing hopefully against the spin of a carousel
Fancied a wistful ballerina
Alas, a hamster on a pretty wheel!
I feel the ripples of your regret
A half-hearted wonder
While my wonder nags ferociously
A curiosity deeper than the iron core of this planet.
These interstellar dreams
Leave me hanging from moons lost in wormholes
What would it feel like
To know you care?