Cereza is being shipped home right now;
flying over rotund clouds and beyond a vast ocean.
Your smile returning like a bird averting winter.
For now, we are divided like day from night.
Our lives snap back into empty rooms and ordered
meals that have gone cold on a small gray counter.
I’ll remember my nomadic kisses wandering your curved world,
soft lips keeping you snug, as your hands rested on my waist.
You landed, while autumn leaves fell orange on the ground;
lets dream about the moment we welcome the sun together.