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Jupiter’s Moons

If I pushed through this mortal cage

flew out past the atmosphere

to find you

my chalky friend

would you reach through the icy crust

of Europa

wet from your briny ocean

your extremophile heart

growing larger from the contamination

of an all too early touch.

Would it be enough

in the transitory evolution of your life

to link up

our temporarily compatible minds

dancing through the lava flows of Io.

Could you teach me

to breathe

thin oxygen

Jupiter's magnetic field

raining onto the surface of Ganymede.

When we part ways

kissing goodbye on Callisto

would you cry Gallilean tears

against my endless female needs

for atmospheres, oceans

amino acids

sun hunger

while you, older, stronger

colder

disappear

a momentary connection

like an unscratched itch

in my forgotten past.