I pose, arms in the air, hands haloing the moon.
You draw star maps on my body
unlike the charts you sketch in your closet:
red crater rings
blue dust basins
silver spiked ridges.
You outline my signs - sun, rising, mid-heaven:
Capricorn climbs one calf
Leo’s tail wraps around a thigh
Pisces splashes in the crook of my neck
This route carries my heart closer to yours.
Two left feet, you stumble sideways.
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