Long Sonnet Poems

I sit up in my place high above the sky
Some have wondered if I ever wanted to be the Sun that brightens up a day  
I’m proud that I radiate light in the darkest of nights  
Down below I see something pick up the pace.  

Not much interests me when I’m content being up in the heavens  
Yet this sleek and quick form rouses my curiosity  
Despite the exertion, I can hear its heartbeat dance to a steady rhythm  
I notice that the figure runs in the direction of my luminosity.  
 
It’s no strange occurrence to have Earth’s creatures...