To be someone’s sun:
to have a satellite in your orbit;
to be the heart of someone’s internal cosmology;
to know the lengths they would go, to win your favour.
Each morning I experience two sunrises:
one in the East, 150 million kilometres from Earth at a predictable time each morning (which I usually sleep through), and;
one in the North, a 30-minute walk away, occurring whenever it is you wake up (which I sometimes ponder when I should be sleeping).
It’s strange to think that even suns are satellites.