With our last kiss goodbye
I saw myself reflected in his eyes as
We promised to meet in our dreams.
Now,
He sings to me
While removing a mask
That purges toxic beliefs
And stale contracts
He dances with me
Overjoyed in his body and
Unafraid to bare his heart with
His generous smile close to mine
We rest together
I pull from my suitcase an incandescent sphere
Swirling with Venusian clouds, expanding
While I nestle in his protective arms
We talk on the phone
I say, “come to me, I’m on a floating, lush mountain surrounded by stars”
I think he will have to book a flight, but
He hurls a rope and begins to climb
Assisted by an angel who agrees
Our last kiss would not be goodbye.
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