reverse engineering
feels eerie, unreal
now we are finally here,
just two people, desert.
Apollo winged us
on the backs of rhymes plucked, jettisoned
three stage boosters, raining
fire, destruction,
hot on the heels,
sweet, sweet lyre.
play that tune we danced to last,
over the moon, only us, two
in our world full, being.
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