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After Years of Fidelity Escapes the Moon
You may deny all but
you cannot deny your blur
caught in my eyes like parchment
No plastic surgeon, no spatula
can eradicate your gravitational creep
each year you move another inch away
Leaving me without protection
from marauding meteorites, sudden
collapse, implosion, lunacy
This eroded scene of bones and memories
is all that remains to hold together
a cameo of Eden I carry in a locket
A young couple naked, new born
frolicking over waves, planet and moon
embracing, year in, year out
in gravity’s uninhibited grip of love
© Johnmichael Simon
2011
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