Summer Love

Your heart is unchartered territory

the blip near the moon

only visible after an eclipse

plump with mystery and whatever trumps love at first sight.

 

Mine is Mars

a long, long way from here

lit from within with its embers, little pots of gold

and leaping beyond myself at least once a day.

 

Are you the Promised Land or does it stretch between us like

a rainbow

a welcome truce

a lifelong prayer

that feels like home.

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