Face to Face
Poems and Prose
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Rendezvous
Meet me on the moon.
The rocket leaves at noon
We' ll rendezvous on mars
Then travel through the stars
None will see us go
We'll give them quite a show.
They'll see we've disappeared
When the smoke has cleared.
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