sometimes it frightens me;
your earthly perfection

we always skip from star to star
and where it used to be agony,
this distance is now comfortable, and time more temporary

here and there,
in and out,
off and on;
you and i.

we run a similar path;
you, gliding on a breeze,
me, drifting on a current,
and when the water meets the air
we fall back to earth, into eachother

once more.