A House of Moments
By Cristian Martinez
Our home of two, what will it be made of?
What measure of concrete and two-by-fours?
Strong beams or smooth seams for the ceilings above?
Plaster, brick, tile, wood; then, what of the doors?
I love to plan with you for the aesthetic,
The kitchen, study, garden, and the bed,
But, such plans are uncertain whims mimetic,
And there is something eager to be said:
A house means little to the moments with you,
To coffee, breakfast, the rain storming,
Us watching, or us scratching off our “to-do”,
A kiss on my shoulder the next morning.
A house will change, place or style, like weather,
And home will remain these moments together.
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