We walked side by side between planets,
watched their oceans swell and fall
into stardust, theorizing how Saturn’s rings
may be its core
after its writhing energy tore out
to form its own globe.
The stars can be seen during day on Mercury,
but I can see them at any time I wish
in your eyes.
Our markers held well over the year,
the beats sounded and shook me giddy.
In the grain of that bench under the maples,
our echoes will reside forever.