and as many hours
the beauties of traveled sleep
secret passageways opening into misplaced
paradises, I came here to meet you
to say hello,
to learn what happens when you say
the word "love" and it gets said back to you
on bathroom mirrors where the face
gets blurry and the poem appears.
no future is worth knowing more than this.
I stretch out under a blue sky
and put my hand through it
until yours touches mine.
your body reminds me of everything
it's a slippery universe, the one
happily ever after I never planned for