Spaceship Couch
With smoke in the air our conversation would flare,
i’d become unaware of the duration spent in the chair,
as you spoke like Voltaire, light sent that we shared
evoked from far away stars as I stared made me deduce you were rare and no one else could compare
we educed into a pair and flew on a square
with connected hips on a ship while the earth would pare
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I really like the journey this took me on. Thank you for writing.
perfect title
Your language is exquisite, and the repetition of “-are” sounds fits your poem so well!
Thank you Katrina, I’m glad you enjoyed!