What Does This Heart Orbit?

What does this heart orbit?
What does it want for it?

I never knew that Autumn
was a poem about sorrow -
it set my heart racing
and so I went for it.

A feather fell on a drum
and snowflakes filled my heart -
music had been listening,
that silence fell for it.

Many miles into the race,
my heartbeats slipped and
shed the time about them,
got caught in the orbit.