The stars like sparks ignite our dreams
but the full moon shines on our insecurities -
we huddle around the fire to stay warm
rubbing each other's hands
the friction echoing in the canyon surrounding us.
All of the grand romantic gestures come down to this:
a rational discussion
a grown up decision
a business transaction
that, thankfully, in our place and time, is truly ours to make.
Can we take care of each other?
Do our lives line up
like the matching salt and pepper shakers
that someone will buy us
from our hypothetical registry?
Living life together is
mysterious, grand,
and yet so down to earth
like we are here
sitting cross-legged by the fire
on sleeping bags in the sand.
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