I have this puzzle
A map of the world
Which I’ve been putting
Together in private
And amorously slow
Not because I’m unsure of
The location of the pieces
But rather I wanted to rearrange the globe
So our countries aren’t
Disconnected by a sea
It took six seemingly endless months
But it was nothing, really
A few necessary adjustments
Even when it’s make-believe
I always place you next to me