i miss you.

After we flew across the country
we got in bed, laid our bodies
delicately together, like maps laid
face to face, East to West,
my San Francisco against your New York,
your Fire Island against my Sonoma,
my New Orleans deep in your Texas,
your Idaho bright on my Great Lakes,
my Kansas burning against your Kansas,
your Kansas burning against my Kansas,
your Eastern Standard Time pressing
into my Pacific Time,
my Mountain Time beating
against your Central Time,
your sun rising swiftly from the right
my sun rising swiftly from the left,
your moon rising slowly form the left
my moon rising slowly form the right,
until all four bodies of the skyburn above us,
sealing us together, all our cities twin cities,
all our states united, one nation, indivisible,
with liberty and justice for all.


-Sharon Olds