I am a line
I cut through
I do not bend
my path suffers no detour
I am line
I might curve but
slightly
As I abide by the laws of your physique
I will trace the curvature your
Breaths impress
On this time and this space
Too close, I might crash your surface
Too far, I will leave,
Expelled in a slingshot trajectory
expanding the space
between you and me
There is another
Yet to achieve, harder
A complex combination
A relationship between the mass of our longings,
The distance of our understandings,
And the laws of attraction.
My line will become ellipsis
You, focal point of my attentions
I was line for the emptiness of space
I will surround you
Until our sun’s final expanse,
swallows us
I cut through
I do not bend
my path suffers no detour
I am line
I might curve but
slightly
As I abide by the laws of your physique
I will trace the curvature your
Breaths impress
On this time and this space
Too close, I might crash your surface
Too far, I will leave,
Expelled in a slingshot trajectory
expanding the space
between you and me
There is another
Yet to achieve, harder
A complex combination
A relationship between the mass of our longings,
The distance of our understandings,
And the laws of attraction.
My line will become ellipsis
You, focal point of my attentions
I was line for the emptiness of space
I will surround you
Until our sun’s final expanse,
swallows us