Refracted light

don't play with me.

As I gaped into the night sky

i wave to the moon

and say

you seem so much further than you appear to be

then I realize

it was teaching me a lesson

that things may look so close to you

heart to heart

skin to skin

a strand of hair away

so close I could almost feel breath seeping through the tiny pores of my body

so close

i lose my sense of personal space

emotionally adjacent

yet

Far

Septillion miles apart

quattuordecillion particles in between

Why do we blindly love when we know

so damn well

that we can’t reach them?