A World Between Two Suns

I am a world between two suns.
I am pulled. I am thrown,
off of my steady course, into an unknown orbit.
Stars fall into my path.
But none like the two suns.
None as bright or magnificent,
or hot.
I burn when I get too close.
But sulfur never smelled so sweet.
Never has pain been so pleasant or welcome.
I love to burn for them.

But what chaos this does cause!
I cannot commit to one orbit.
So therefor I have no path.
I drift.
This being so, what is my purpose?
The universe is unwell.
Unbalanced and amiss.
Never should a planet serve two suns.
Yet how do I choose?
Equal in beauty. Equal in stability and strength.
Equal, in heart.

But before I can choose, fate makes her move.
And she chooses for me.
I am content, I am pleased.
I know this is where I should be.
Everything in it's right place,
and her rays reach my skin.
Flinching, I am ready to burn.
Burn for you alone.
But I do not burn as I thought I would.
No, instead, I am consumed in a gentle warmth.
I am a world to one sun.
And my course regains it's balance once again.