aphrodite gave me you
and you will chase me through wildflowers
and we shall dance at the revolution
we will hold hands as the world itself
collapses around us in a big pile of contradictions and promises broken long ago
we will laugh as the smoke clears into a perfect portrait of the moon caressing the red sky
this isn't about destruction,
it is about rebirth
we are being born into something new
the fallen tower shows sudden upheaval in a way that demands justice
two lovers walk eagerly on a floral battlefield
the world is ours
finally, an oasis in this distopia
