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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

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