You are my manifest destiny,
All pencil outlines of a cubed map,
All resting on a turtle’s back,
All sun revolving steadily around you.
You are the darkness that emphasizes the lightness,
You are Galileo’s Jupiter,
You are rain on Mars.
There are few things to understand about you,
Walking home at 6AM in the middle of May,
But what we do know makes us tremble in every something
We want to, need to, believe in–
All summer clouds and Hollywood pictures and oh,
The way you’d look on a movie screen.