Mating the future with the past births the present
bursting forth from a bottomless night sky.
Stars hold on
like the spaces between fingers of lovers
hand in hand having fallen in and out of love and back again
like sex breeds love, hate and children
even in a woman, a man is outside,
unless the man is entering The Statue of Liberty,
then the man is swallowed whole by Lady Liberty.
Yet, even with sex,
there is the slightest of spaces separating woman from man,
from conception to condoms,
Earth comes between Venus and Mars.
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