the other side of the moon

i am not an explorer
by any means,
the new world 

would have remained
unknown
if i'd had anything to do with it.
what's over
that hill
matters not.
this is fine, where we are,

on this gentle

porch swing,

content with this grass,

so green.
no need to see
the other side of the moon,
or mars.
take your shoes off,
relax,
come here and let's
kiss, just to start.