Elucidating Questions

I am being passed to Mars,

Slowly,

As we move and they move

My companions move on and I don’t know when I’ll see them again

I hope I expressed enough how much I love them between the complaining

But Mars hovers quietly.

I don’t want him for less,

I want to express the trepidation

How sometimes we laugh and we smile and other times we just look at each other in silence

Nights like

It’s so cold and I don’t know why.

I keep shaking and I don’t know why.

It’s like my bones are shaking.

When he steps up he is warm,

But he doesn’t know what to call me yet.

I already call him so many things.