Concerns

We never argue
Except for when we do
But aside from those times
We never argue

Craters

at least not the both of us,
something whispers to the earth,
 one of us could exist.
So Everest repeats:
now that I'm away from you,
(oh, I forgot to ask
how is orbit?)
and thinking more freely...

and

I like the fullness of space,
grand-canyon-star did assert,
who cares if I'm cold?
but the moon doth persist:
come to bed, it might be warm,
I have new pillows,
fresh linen sheets.
some stars on my ceiling.