Poem Number 1623

landing on a moon
rotating thoughts and phases
macrobiological counters
sense crystallized clues
We had warning that they were there
So we met death and fear
old friends are they
so argonauts, laugh & play
riding along the milky way
yet still we do persue
though this is nothing new
the things we know are true
I remember meeting you,
my heart was blue, untouched
until you grabbed it, stole it, and I didn't protest