ThaSecond
Lost poet in the heart of Africa, Zambia. The only light I tend to see at the end of a tunnel I more often than not find myself in is an in
We're standing arm to arm
Not touching
And you're
A hairsbreadth away
Always
We're close enough for me
To predict every word that's
About to come out of your mouth
Still you're
A world away
Orbiting and never
Colliding
If you're
A hairsbreadth away
Then why is all I see
Empty space
Endless stars
Vacuum
Black hole
Yet
The flick of your eyes
Towards mine
Is enough for me
We have something
And that's more than anything
Even when we're weightless
And even though
I can't breath
I want you here
A hairsbreadth away
Cause I know you can't come any closer
But I still smile
And watch the stars glow