I want this.
To be ignited and fueled by-
wonders-
wonders yet worshiped
and only recently discovered
and laying flags like a moon wo(man)
and you’ll be spotted.
To be surrounded by this world
this art
this beauty
your beauty. The hands on the wheel
I’ve always steered alone
(maybe I don’t have to)
the road is wavy
you with the map
(and me with the luck)
will slay this planet.
