(We) Gemini

You plucked a star from the sky and placed it on my finger;                                                                                     the most beautiful ring I had ever seen.

Our backs pressed against the hood of the car,

the world’s edge spread before us in a blanket of canyons and carved rock colored in dusk.

The gray dust trailing us from the depths of Suburbia finally settled in the air, clinging to the last lingering light like moths trapped in a web.

So I declared:                                                                                                                                                                              Let’s peel back yesterday’s skin and be born again as constellations hung delicately in the sky.


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