The Means of Construction

The house that Love built.

How eagerly we merge in space atop,
devided our lines meet as lots and plots.
New found sovereign soil, fertile yet firm
tap-dancing a bit, then coming to terms.
Choosing each cut to fortify and frame~
to meet the design devised in the flame.
The heat, the passion, the love that we build
masterfully carving each wall with skill.
Blueprints allow for additions in size,
complete with secret rooms, hidden from eyes.
The roof has a skylight showcasing the stars,
heavenly playground of Venus and Mars.
Let climate change wreck all and demolish...
                 
                   its fury won't even scratch the polish.