If you were the moon & the moon had wings
I’d want you to meet me on Saturn’s rings
where we’d dance like a record on repeat
falling into the groove & in sync with the beat
with the heat that comes
from all the stars exploding around us
or maybe it’s just our feet our hips our lungs
on fire out in space
I want to explore entire galaxies with you
& everywhere we go
you’ll bring the tide in and out again
because we are interstellar creatures
& we were never meant to keep our feet upon the earth
but instead find our place
in the orbit of this cosmic rebirth.
Devon Webb is a writer based in NZ. Her work can be found on social media at @devonwebbnz.
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