~Interchangeable~

I can't
ley you
go away alone
there's nothing more
joyless then
a man
walking through
an airport alone
with a suitcase

but you
just laugh
and say
look at
my face
no one will
confuse me
with a
joyless man

whole and healthy
you can't
change it
our hands
are interchangeable

oatmeal and vanilla
warm honey
so soft
is it by design
or by mistake?

say it again
the day I met
you I
tore up
my  maps
that's beautiful

I remember
wondering if
love was like
contemplating
the moon
it might
be like
promising you
all of
my uncharted maps

~Sarah Mahina Calvello