Titan

With an atmosphere composed of nitrogen and liquid methane, Saturn’s largest moon holds a stalled promise of life. Below its dunes and frigid darklands, submerged beneath a frozen crust, pools of water and ammonia — the harbor, the parent. (Six billion years it must wait before the sun expands to heat its surface.) The half-written letter, the suspended kiss drift in its ether: unknown child, formless body, let me prove my devotion.