A penny glued to the ground

is no different than love.

Each a kindergarten lesson

in futility and persistence.

Chinese finger traps

between us, our pulling

brings us only closer,

the gravity of us two

planets drawing more near

unwavering from our collision

course until we explode

into moonbeams and a puff

of memory from the dust

settled over years on our family

photos. Our nails now long

enough to pick

away the glue and a face

held by each one of us.

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