The angels cheer because we’re together

And so between 11 and 11:30
Almost like an after thought
We slipped into our life together.

I like that the world failed to
Stop in its tracks
But instead the stars gleamed

We became us.

Without the hoopla,
Our constellation as important
As the others in our personal skies

You are the answer to my
Inborn territoriality; you
Who was already you long ago.

You whom I love now.

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