and at the spark of our
fingertips touching
a flower bed appears beneath our
feet
the ocean roaring
above our heads.
in the
moment
of our lips meeting
the leaves begin to change
and my veins begin to thaw.
i wish we could live in the stars
where we would
gravitate around
each other
and become our own galaxy.
but our legs are cemented to the dirt
where are toes are cut by
glass
and in the midst of the
thunder clouds
we'll continue to try
to keep each other
dry.
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