Wednesday, August 17, 2022

A Beautiful Game

One memory of mine distinct
Our contract cut in moonlight ink
On paper pressed with petals pink
A scroll that's old and soft as mink
The game to change, estrange, and sink
Like Battleship meets Tiddlywinks
The bond we've drawn and signed in sync 
It lists where we will interlink
Constricts as we resist instinct
Insists we rift and then rethink
Antennai touch and glasses clink
We kiss and sip our Martian drinks
Return to learn on balance beams
I'll see you in your dreams, earthling