12.4.08

tomcruise.12

we are together on this turning planet in the expanding expanse
we stretch to the edge of this
you’re at least as complex as a planet
your warmth moves outward
you remind me of fireworks over enormous buildings
I touch your cheek with my fingers you are underappreciated
it is yours this is yours after all
glowing bugs fill the air around us
here you are entering a door
and I am whole™ again
because I look up